I awoke in the cleanest bedsheets on earth In the dreaded morning the air felt like a curse Behind the counter with the drawer we organize the bills In the early of the morning, took the car for a fill
What’s the date? I can’t remember. Spinning around the sun until we burn up.
In the lines between traffic, familiar and clean. In the hands of the headrest, I nearly fell asleep. Constant push of conditioned air dries my face and skin. I got distracted just chewing on my pen. I took the ink all in.
What’s the date? I can’t remember. Spinning around the sun until we burn up.
You wouldn’t survive without dependence on something Drinks or big cigars Drugs prescribed or self-sought You wouldn’t survive without a way to pass the time Clothes or antique cars Songs once heard then forgot
What’s the date? I can’t remember. Spinning around the sun until we burn up.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
