Paroles de She Is Seventeen

Orange and meltback So weak after I come down and relax Drove through two miles The only way to stop me is to cut it off Keeping busy with the guide around the old town Feel uneasy as you tell me 'bout your family Situation step out of Look at myself feening And come back to forget it all Piano interlude A dusty morning that could destroy me With a good intent Fictitious tiling Remembering what caught lovers delusional So frustrated that youre concentrating tower Carry with it with your siren sticking needles in your arms Serrated mountains Look at yourself peeling And come back to forget it all