I'm not yours and you're not mine But we can sit and pass the time No fighting wars, no ringing chimes We're just feeling fine This is where we're supposed
After the red ants The black-out comes peace and quiet Those little footprints Fleshed out calm in my mind I lay like a compass Digits accusing the sunrise
Four numbers staring back at me Displaying the mediocrity of my presence I'm wasting my day watching them change The sun with it's blue sky outside Shining
Go under, go under, go under, go under Go under, go under, go under, go under Go under, go under, go under, go under Go under, go under, go under, go
After the red ants, the black-out Come peace and quiet. Those little foot-prints Fleshed out calm in my mind. I lay like a compass, Digits accusing the
I'm not yours, and you're not mine but we can sit and pass the time no fighting wars, no ringing chimes we're just feeling fine this is where we're supposed
four numbers staring back at me displaying the mediocrity of my presence i?m wasting my day wtching them change the sun with it's blue sky outside shining
it was quiet calm night when you stepped on my porch tender and kind and you looked to the sky with a note in your hand that was signed in pink pen and
Перевод: Katatonia. Тихий мир.
: four numbers staring back at me displaying the mediocrity of my presence i?m wasting my day wtching them change the sun with it's blue sky outside
: Deine Lippen in das Fleisch gepresst Die Meinen wild verzerrt Der Orgasmus der Verwundbarkeit Die Seele schreit nach mehr Nur herein in meine kleine
: After the red ants, the black-out Come peace and quiet. Those little foot-prints Fleshed out calm in my mind. I lay like a compass, Digits accusing
Deine Lippen in das Fleisch gepresst Die Meinen wild verzerrt Der Orgasmus der Verwundbarkeit Die Seele schreit nach mehr Nur herein in meine kleine
I'm not yours, and you're not mine but we can sit and pass the time no fighting wars, no ringing chimes we're just feeling fine this is where we're
