Days go by These thieves dressed in sleeves of white Stand on chests of heaving sighs Night trips followed closely by White-sleeved thick thieves hum
Swallowing words that stick in your lungs find it all On a mess on the tables are Turning It sounds like you've said this a Hundred times Each louder, more boring
The twitch, the itch, the sting, smooth stump Sick lung, the hum, with some, without Thick dumb, smooth stump, the sting, loud itch Thick dumb, smooth stump So loud without
These thieves dressed in sleeves of white Stand on chest of heaving sights Night trips followed closely by White-sleeved, thick leaves hum
Swallowing words that stick in your lungs find it all On a mess on the tables are Turning It sounds like you've said this a Hundred times Each louder, more boring and high
High
You seem like you've said this for
The twitch, the itch, sick lung, smooth stump So loud without [??] Sick lung, napalm, black death swan song So loud without So loud without
Thick thieves dressed in sleeves of white Stand on chest of heaving sights Night trips followed closely by White-sleeved, thick thieves hum
Swallowing words that stick in your lungs You sound like, you sound like you've said this a hundred
Times
Each time you say it's louder and more boringTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
