The morning cadavers know by now that they must bury themselves and flee each night's scenes of perfect crimes You disappeared the morning after and I won't tell you where to go there's enough bodies here to go around
And when tomorrow's crashes come to pass they won't be left When tomorrow's crashes come to pass they won't be left
Your morning after corpse face looks like the blue in hungover skies with sunglass shakes and cumulous eyes The kids appeared the morning after no I don't mind if you run them down There's enough here to go around
And when tomorrow's crashes come to pass they won't be left When tomorrow's crashes come to pass they won't be left
All around the barrio The roundabouts replace fork-roads I finally get the gallows joke That power dies on the day it's known
When tomorrow's crashes come to pass they won't be left When tomorrow's crashes come to pass they won't be left When tomorrow's crashes come to pass they won't be leftTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.