Исполнитель: Bad Astronaut
Песня: San Francisco Serenade
Добавил: Гость
Bad Astronaut – San Francisco Serenade 0
If judged, I'd be nothing 'till the day that I stopped you
As trite as these things might seem to anyone else
I wrote them down to document
My worth is you
My worth is you
Excessive city we can't afford to stay
But home to the same somehow safe now we can afford to leave
Transformation and tragedy breeds conclusion
Our world marches to drums of death
You're my rest
Stories will sleep
Say goodnight to them
You know it's ending
Slow my mind
Silence the truth
Take my broken hands
Watch the world renew
The stories read of hospitals and alcohol
And empty households
The bars were steeped in honesty
While your retreat
Was East of me
The buildings fail on everything and everyone
Fed incoherent
Our time is now
We're leaving
You're my death
I'm your disease
Together we will bleed
devotedly concede
La la la la
La la la la
Take my broken hands
Watch it all ending
We watch it all ending