Semi-precious stone for Cassandra Semi-precious stone for your drugs Semi-precious stone for science Semi-precious stone for your kiss But I am standing on a pile of diamonds That I would like to submit For your totem poles
For every time we hated the police Or had to get out of the city to get free A semi-precious stone, semi-precious stone For every thumb we ran along the crease I am standing on a pile of diamonds That i would like to submit
And lover, it was so windy The night was filled with furious trees The streets were strewn with broken branches Oh, save me from this conspiring breeze
This is the sound This is the sound This is the sound This is the sound This is the sound This is the sound Of the sky foaming at the mouth
This is the sound that I choose to make, now This is the sound that I choose to make Surrounded with tools and No longer suitable for carving faces Swinging down Through the air Like a branch Through the air Until my basic human bones Are like a hammer Like a hammer on a semi-precious stone
This is the sound This is the sound This is the sound This is the sound This is the sound This is the sound Of the sky foaming at the mouth
So hey, you can keep Cassandra And you can keep your kiss You should save your energy For the new apocalypseTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
