7 acessos
Let's go
Sometimes I here them call
We were so close to the waterfall
Knowing me is loosing all
Ten-Thousand flys turn into balls
Let's go
Now fibbing to me was not that good
A sympathy of dead woods
Fibbing to me made me feel down
I can't come to you to be found
Let's go
Now I got a face full of scars
You were hiring on some distant stars
We're the voices of the underground
Feel the vibrations of my breakdown
Let's go
Sometimes I here you call
We were so close to the waterfall
Flys were buzzing around our heads
Why our baby stayed in bed
Let's go
Let's go