Kishore Kumar Hits

Field Medic - chamomile şarkı sözleri

Sanatçı: Field Medic

albüm: chamomile


Traded my creative whim
For a level head and a phantom limb
You know chamomile
Is sweeter when the sky is blushing too
Tell me have you ever thought of leaving your boys behind?
I've got no concept of a savior
There's nothing I could do
Nothing I could do
There's something strange inside me
Digging holes with house keys
I've grown vulgar, vacant and angry
So patient and passive
I thought that would make me wise
♪
In my mind I'm a ballerina
Straight off of Degas brush
And when I fall I make a pretty pink mess
And in my lifе I'm just so angry
About all of everything I nevеr got
So when I fall I'm just the ugliest
I'm just the ugliest, I'm just the ugliest
There's something strange inside me
Digging holes with house keys
I've grown vulgar, vacant and angry
So patient and passive
I thought that would make me wise
Make me wise, make me wise
♪
Pale
But raging
With darkness
Like twilight

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