Biting on the wire, tired of not feeling Peeling off the shell, felt a lot like seeing A bee-sting on the sun, Mars painted on the ceiling Might be what I want, something so revealing
The weather in your head is the ocean in a conch shell Cast you for the wind role, leading not an army Tornado pulls out, before you duck into the well Wet yourself clean before you go on farming
The bind swing fragile wing was strong, feathers prying at the wind My life is wandering along, in a song I wouldn't sing
Your veins arе bloody charming, I wanna meet the world at a molecular scale Born at a rеd light in the rain on a dark night but beyond there's a blue sky giving birth to the true light
It's a holiday, may we celebrate it Pick a day you like, then go make it famous The candle melted on (The candle melted on) the cake but we still ate it Time will saunter on (Time will saunter on) as love but we still hate it
The filter on your breath is a rusted tin neck-net The oxygen falls in debt, your lungs are plenty sorry Paraded an off-count of mammals before they got wet On Planet Logic to neutralize the emotion gardenTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
