so glad you found me i used to comb the ground same voice both lift and drown me out
no spine without it i tried to call it home i used to bounce around back then, you know
dry mouthed and outed i had to stop it cold calling atonal, combing broke
the kind you're right for the kind you ride it out for
i used to kick around back there i'd scrape and comb the ground same place both fed and starved me out
i dreamed up diadems back then kicked-in spine to fold calling atonal, comb for goldTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.