Songteksten

A small cloud has fallen, the white mist hits ground My lungs comfort me with joy Vegging on one detail the rest just crowds around My eyes itch of burning red I picture sounds Of moving insects so surreal Lay around Looks like I found something new Laying in my bed, I think I'm in the field I picture someone, I think it's you You're standing so damn close my body begins to swell Why does one and one make two? I picture sounds Of moving insects so surreal Lay around Looks like I found something new Laying in my bed, I think I'm in the field I picture someone, I think it's you You're standing so damn close my body begins to swell Why does one and one make two? I picture sounds Of moving insects so surreal Lay around Looks like I found something new
Writer(s): M. Green, P. Green Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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