Тексты песен «Comadre»

It wasn't gravity, it was the witches. Make your fingers into pillars Hold all the stomachs in this town, They can't stomach anymore. The wood on these trees smell like skin now And old fires are full of carpenter...

And how bad luck is my favorite game and how I am better off with stolen smiles, it's ok, you're to blame and I am on fire next to you. Everytime you open your mouth, my throat gets dry and everyone goes numb. I am just...

Leave us the unwanted ones, unloved and untamed. Eat all the rest, they're all just the same. I am gorlocked, a salvation, a sound to calm us down, how's this for a breakdown...

Burn the quakers, Learn, Don't catch fire, Burn, Now, can you make some pictures with your fingers? What's that father,...

I don't remember the good ones from the bad, But it's too late because I can't hold back from the bucket of bruises. Brothers and sisters, our lease is way expired now. Drink the youth. Drink the youth. The stomach...

I don't remember the good ones from the bad, But it's too late because I can't hold back from the bucket of bruises. Brothers and sisters, our lease is way expired now. Drink the youth. Drink the youth. The...

This house is packed To the motherfucking bone, But I forget the reasons why we're here. Hold on, hold on, hold on, I gotta take this call, "yeah, I got respect I'm sure I can hear everything better from...