Watermarks on the ceiling I can see Jesus and he's frowning at me I see a dead seal on the beach The old man says he's already saved it three times this week Guess it just wants to die I would wanna die too With people putting oil into my air But to be fair, I've done my share Guess everybody's got their different point of view
I was walking down Sunset Strip, Phillip Island, not Los Angeles Got me some hot chips and a cold drink Took a sandy seat on the shore There's a paper on the ground, it makes my headache quite profound As I read it out aloud It said "The Great Barrier Reef it ain't so great anymore It's been raped beyond belief, the dredgers treat it like a whore" I drank 'til I was sinking, sank 'til I was thinking That I'm thankful for this view We either think that we're invincible or that we are invisible When realistically we're somewhere in between We all think that we're nobody but everybody is somebody else's somebody
Don't ask me what I really mean I am just a reflection Of what you really wanna see So take you want from me
Don't ask me what I really mean I am just a reflection Of what you really wanna see So take you want from me
Don't ask me what I really mean I am just a reflection Of what you really wanna see So take you want from me
So take what you want from me So take what you want from me So take what you want from me So take what you want from me So take what you want from me So take what you want from me So take what you want from me So take what you want from me
Satellites on the ceiling I can see Jesus and she's smiling at me All I wanna say is...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
