Jag Hare Pogo все тексты (слова) песен, переводы, видео, клипы
- Bear
Another hour of sleep will do no bad
Turn to clay beneath these snowy rocks
Your self-defense is dripping from your tongue
Stuck in the middle of your throat
A stone of gloat
Outside there's a beautiful day
Sit down and wait until they call you out to play
- Have My Fingers Cut
Life is a curse
When you long to touch
The strangers are armed
With disguises and hexes
To see them for what they are
I’ll have my fingers cut
What they write, writhes
- Ophelia
Ophelia, are you possessed, tell if so
Do I see what exists or a hoax?
It comes out of the shore when it starts to rain
I won’t fall for that, not again
I still come to the place where you chose to lay
Though the waters carried you far away
I gaze at the reflection, an unnamed grave
- The Patriot Song
Take off my poorly-made suit of a citizen
Then get rid of the wear of a working man
I’m no longer a son, a brother, a friend
I am but a blank leaf where you write the word ‘faith’
Peel off the sticky old skin of a wanting child
Wash off the salty old smell of a broken adult
I’m no longer a body, a mind, a soul