I admit that I stayed in the nest for too long At least I never really fell out of it We came home and we sat upon the couch And turned off until we began to enjoy it
Well, well, well, well
We watched the room fall apart around us Dust up in the corners, heads sewn to co-dependence Oliver Sack's sitting on a stack of books in the kitchen Our cats are watching Law and Order
Someone told me in a dream I had "Love sans maturity is suicidal tendency" So sick of the feel of this shit, it's a bottomless pit And you're never gonna climb out of it
But we did well We did well, we did well, we did well We did well not to listen Not to listen, not to listen, not to listen I thought to listen I thought to listen I thought to listenTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
