Oh Macayla, you have burned me You have taken me and turned me Into a cloud of smoke lost on a humming wind Were we wrestling or were we hugging? And these backpacks we were lugging What deep damage we have done, you were my friend And though the last three years were sunny Thunderclouds shaded my tummy Now let the breeze be felt, let go my pale skin Oh the blow
Oh the blow you have my hunger You have my quake You have my thunder And when I turned to go, then you took my best friend You're omnivore, devouring blindly I heard your slurping sounds behind me As I ran you took the joy of giving in I give up on your dark looming I see you I say: good bye human Now give him back, give it back I want my own wind To blowTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
