Slowly claws at walls of blue Sinking even though it's as fast as I can move Lights marble bright above me The shapes get small and there's nowhere to land
Watching a film through a pinhole And it imitates suspense Through disbelief and relief from consequence Does it now look different or still like emptiness? That's been lined with all you're inclined to protect
The haul is long, and I left my brain at home It's almost dawn and my feet still hang belowTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
