See that car plunge into what was known as a pitiful painted pest On the verge of a casted script See them four wheels a-turn Hit the light With everything that's come to par And it's got your name on it 'Cause it's got your name on it
Teiresias has an eye on you From the mountaintop He speaks like a virgin Here come the locusts again
I just wept for another day Held it in and won't let it out
See them four wheels turn into the spite that is coming with little haste And a puddle he's bound to break See them four wheels a-turn Hit the light Well you don't seem so refined when it's got your name on it 'Cause it's got your name on it
Tieresias has an eye on you From the mountaintop He looks in the mirror For it's always telling the truth
I just wept for another day Held it in and won't let it out
And a barrel of tacks is appraised as jewelry And a message of trust is percieved as boring Could it be there's a tie between lost and trailing? Since the dawn of the 1800's
See that car plunge into what was known as a pitiful painted pest On the verge of a casted script See them four wheels a-turn Hit the light Well you don't seem so refined When it's got your name on it 'Cause it's got your name on it.
Teiresias has an eye on you From the mountaintop He speaks like a virgin Here come the locusts again
I just wept for another day Held it in and won't let it out
And a barrel of tacks is appraised as jewelry (And as I was traveling) And a message of trust is percieved as boring (I realized there) Could it be there's a tie between lost and trailing? (Were no boundries) Since the dawn of the 1800's, we fell
But I just held for another day I just wept for another day Held it in and won't let it out
I just wept for another day Held it in and won't let it out
I just wept for another day Held it in and won't let it outTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
