When i was seventeen i caught a signal down my spine Just falling all around until it comes you get the idea That would take you to the sky And that takes you to the sky Takes me to the sky Mary we sit watching all the pretty lines drawn in our hands That show the seed inside you all And hide our face as we pretend Tina's got a brand new boy I got me all the names they all line up deep in my sleep Producing all the adrenaline that taints my iron ships And that would take me to sky And take you to the sky Take you to the sky Tina i saw it inside you but it is inside me The ceiling is big big amp Can hear your breath on him for free Tina's got a brand new boy I... say Brand... new I... say Brand... NewTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
