Songtext von The Pleasant Kind

deep inside you, Eric will haunt you another music carpet ride, the right peak more love time (but yet we know, our time will go, our bones move slow) something in you is always hurting it's a quirky, yearning, bleeding, burning we'd like to be locked up in a pen shop and peel out, all over this land (this promised land, land...) we'd like to be locked up in a pen shop and peel out, all over this land (this promised land) and the summer never hurts you yours are the pleasant kind all the elders reek a virtue in sullen shattered minds deep inside you Eric will want you quiet beds we ride, it's the right peak more love time (but yet we know, this time will go, our souls will flow) into regions you never hurting unto reasons yearning, bleeding, burning we'd like to be locked up in a pen shop and peel out, all over this land (this promised land, land...) we'd like to be locked up in a pen shop and peel out, all over this land (this promised land) and the summer never hurts you yours are the pleasant kind all the elders reek a virtue in sullen shattered minds deep in side you Eric will haunt you solemn sheets we hide, the right peak more love time (but yet we know, this time will go, our souls will flow) something in you is always hurting it's a quirky, yearning, bleeding, burning