2 acessos
Nothing’s gonna harm you
Cause nothing could
Nestled in a volvo
Safe beneath hood
Crosses over entrance
Dreams a door
Messy intuition
Rise from the floor
Sometimes this is why
Sometimes this is why
Talking like a weirdo
Now you’re real
Talking like a wisher
Covered in appeal
Nothing’s gonna harm you
And nothing did
Softer than a pillow
Slept on by bad kids
Sometimes this is why
Sometimes, sometimes.