Last call for everything. A pool of emmalines delirious She lingers like a chain It's more than grave but not to serious. Send your reverie to me Faker. Into the mouth of green morning, Faker. I am so wide awake The wind is moving blossoms through the door. It's more than I can take But half as much as what it was before. Send your reverie to me Faker. Into the mouth of green morning, Faker.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.