Tytuł: Break the bed

• Wykonawca: Odds
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   I live under a giant cloud
  Well it's my shield and it's my shroud
  At home on the range
  But alone in a crowd
  I plug my ears when it gets too loud
  So get that kinky noise out on the stage
  With your spinning curls in a purple rage
  The sun in our eyes
  And the burning sage
  You're all alone then you turn the page
  
  
  Could it be? Yeah it could be
  Could it be that you're for me
  I'm looking right to your head
  Talking to you seems to wake the dead
  With what now you just said
  I think we're gonna break the bed
  
  
  Hands in the air & knees on the ground
  Don't be surprised if I fall around
  We were over the water
  When the plane went down
  It was over my head and you let me drown
  
  
  Could it be? Yeah it could be
  Could it be that you're for me
  I'm looking right to your head
  Talking to you is gonna wake the dead
  With what now you just said
  I think we're gonna break the bed