Thee More Shallows все тексты (слова) песен, переводы, видео, клипы

BALLAD OF DOUGLAS CHIN Oh sleeping in the trees -- traveling light, an unseen breeze, I never really thought I'd get caught in that quad,
but I was wrong. Oh I wanna get well and find a skill that I can sell, but no one buys what I made to give away. Trapped in the city -- no sleep
no more -- Just stay up yelling at pimps and whores. And what for? Is this art or war? Who made the part of my brain that makes music feel like
pain? "Go to bed, whiteass!" "Get STRAIGHT, get a job!!" "Are you crazy?! What's your problem?!" "Are you lazy?" "Disrespect ME, you
gotta PAY me!!"

You can offer up your own ambition
but they shouldn't have to share it with you
It's not for them, it's not for them

But it's true what they say your karma
is the core code baked into this new pair of
Little friends, little brave friends

inching forward single file
in the old tainted
malaria mosquito haze
on the deck (garbled)

one more time you strain your neck
for one last glimpse of your young fine wife
tied ankle to ankle