Drop the phone in the sink with your dishes But your souls got to eat crown libido as your king Turn the mirror back to sand, life's too grand To belittle with all your plans man
The only people getting in tonight are getting out of control Shed your skin, peel off your hide, show off your unveiled soul
Buried underneath all of your worry and doubt Something or somebody is trying to get out
Rip your heart off your sleeves, drag your fingers through the sea Feel the moon on your skin, pour some sand in your gin Make your soul do the wave ripping through the night Still it don't apply man
The only people getting in tonight, better check their mind at the door Feel your soul pull out your spine unchained in a serpentine form
Buried underneath all of your worry and doubt Something or somebody is trying to get out
Buried underneath all of your worry and doubt Something or somebody is trying to get out
Buried underneath all of your worry and doubt Something or somebody is trying to get outTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
