Tytuł: Drown Ink

• Wykonawca: Apex Theory
• Wyświetleń: 334

Thanks for these new sheets
  But I've been hanging fire from your everyday
  The knack for the fixed
  Been holding water then you're snatched away
  
  Bells and whistles make the man
  Like you're a hophead waiting to happen
  A welcome waiting to offend
  Who will buy the farm?...
  The sheep with the longing to share
  The sheep with the longing to share
  The sheep with the longing to share...
  
  My fellow and gone chiefs
  Customes make us who we are
  My fellow and gone chiefs
  Customes make us who we are
  
  My fellow and gone chiefs
  Customes make us who we are
  My fellow and gone chiefs
  Customes make us who we are
  
  So much farther than myanmar
  You will always hold true in my heart
  
  To escape the customary cycles of parables
  The world begins anew and we are inseparable
  They said you brought light
  The doors are always open...
  
  My fellow and gone chiefs
  Customes make us who we are
  My fellow and gone chiefs
  Customes make us who we are
  
  So much farther than myanmar
  You will always hold true in my heart