Dancing Behind My EyelidsSee the fog on the horizon
It's dancing
And it smell like a teenager
See the bones behind my eyelids
They're dancing
And it sounds like tap-dancing shoes
Nightly cares(Lalalalala...)
(help...)
(lalalalala...)
(help...)
Skar, the fire son
Pet, the smiling one
Woo, the sleeping one
Rura, the crying one
Sing AlongSing along to songs you don't know
And you'll never know until you sing along
Sing along to songs you don't know
And you'll never know until you sing along
You are so beautiful to us
We want to lock you in our house
The Ballad Of The Broken Birdie RecordsStand a little
From your hand
Broken birdie
Lost his voice
Black black lightning
Broken calls
Painful babies
The ghosts you draw on my backThe wind plays flute
Through the cellar door
And on my window sill
Plays a sad old song
I hope tonight
You will touch my hair
And draw ghosts on my back
They Made Frogs Smoke 'Til They Explodeooh, don't pull its legs! they're pulled
don't squeeze it too hard up
don't mash it up
ooh, don't pull its legs! they're pulled
don't squeeze it too hard up
don't crush it up
They Made Frogs Smoke 'Til They ExplodedOh, don’t pull its legs
They’re pulled
Don’t squeeze it too hard up
Don’t mash it up
Ooh, don’t pull its legs
They’re pulled
Don’t squeeze it too hard up
We Have a Map of the PianoPlease don't flow so fast
You little mountain hum
I'll take a bottle down to you
Please don't flow this fast
You hold a little hum
I'll bottow sounds of me for you
а снег таетЗа окном дожди, и поэтому я снова в твоих ушах, с таким настроением…
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Разбей меня, спустя время, собери по пазлам,
Ты так устала нянчиться, « в словах нет сарказма»,
Ты с ним за ручку по аллеи, с глупыми блядями,
Что обсуждают сердца разбитые ничайно.