I stepped on a crack and tilted the world I swept in and left them a swirl If all you wanted was a thrill Just leave your keys on the sill Just received late word Pestilence takes its turn Rollin' in deep Tapping fingers you said to me Triflin' flicted mess Creating animosity
Playing tag and now you're it Kick the can and dodge the mitt Fun and games in pestilence We could use, use some kindly kindliness Still shake your fist A kind of gritted bliss There will, there will, there'll be Be a time for this
I stepped on a track and shifted to blur I was It, with a demon purr You were drawn to my chase and touch A spectral power in my bone-hand crush Then everything goes south Solipsistic reverie over and out A humble brag is never that Final times, we'll have our eschatological raps
Playing tag and now you're it Kick the can and dodge the mitt Better times please come quick We could use, use some kindly kindliness Still shake your fist A kind of gritted bliss There will, there will, there'll be Be a time for this
Playing tag and now you're it Kick the can and dodge the mitt Better times please come quick We could use, use some kindly kindliness Still shake your fist A kind of gritted bliss There will, there will, there'll be Be a time for thisTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
