Spit like whiskey Sweat like wine Skin like cocaine Clean like turpentine Tears of envy Pills of rage The sky was empty But in the dark it all looks the same
And I can see them sitting on the steps All those things I forgot to forget, to forget
Blushing beauties Blushing blue Screams of boredom Clanging chimes of doom Bonds of freedom Vows of lust Sweet Virginias that you can see But you just can't touch
I can see their lips move through the shroud Mouthing things you would never say out loudTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
