Frigid bedroom capture in a Spring without desire Harvesting brightness despite Drawn to the heat, not the light
I lay steady Stare at the ceiling waking fears of nothing You lament for wasps You glow cobalt In the home of the friendless
Another night spent fussing, Feasting like the lords, Laughing at the fronting, Singing to the chords of Hell imagined
In this perfect hour Gasping in a sleepless kneel Holding onto gleaming teal
I lay steady Stare at the ceiling waking fears of nothing You lament for wasps You glow cobalt in the home of the friendless
Another night spent fussing, Feasting like the lords, Laughing at the fronting, Singing to the chords of Hell imagined
Lament for wasps Cobalt blue Once again this color sees an endTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.