poke it with a stick is it hard or is it soft we boiled it for an hour and we kept it in our loft the feeling is a stranger is it time to open up theres no such thing in our place as enough is enough
u call the stuff i keep inside for something close to hate i tell u that its not that that its just something that i ate i keep this shit still going cause i keep seeing ur face while i should lock myself inside for things to be kept sane
WHEN IM SLEEPING IN THE SOFTEST HARD IS TAKING PLACE
the rock that rolled down from the hill has taken space inside i try to act as if its gone but the fact is hard to hide u tried to get inside of me like u do all the time but as the rock is growing things will never be just fine
u touch it on the surface, its reacting to ur hand a kind of symbiosis i will never understand u got that magnetism with u, is it in you glance or something that u brought back with u from the foreign land
WHEN IM SLEEPING IN THE SOFTEST HARD IS TAKING PLACE
people keep on fading into others in my nights who was hero turned into a guy i had to fight he was gonna come over for turkish delights but now u say its daytime and that everythings allright
dreamed i booked alot of flights to go to every lake that i had the emails but it had been some mistake now i got a headache cus i woke up all too late when I'm sleeping in the softest hard is taking place
WHEN IM SLEEPING IN THE SOFTEST HARD IS TAKING PLACETeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
