Dry heave doubt From a little dragon's mouth Split lip and split tongue Finally, cross eyed
She stands next to the cigarrette machine "This device has got it made," she thinks. It has a cast iron stomach But a candle for a heart
Odd the way the very stuff falls out Hard the way it makes you doubt This thing leaps up and complains, full of bile Not even starcrossed, just unlucky
Odd how the very stuff falls out Hard the way it makes you smile This thing leaps up and complains Not even starcrossed, just unluckyTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
