Paroles de Cavity

There's a man walking With a rope and a shovel in his hand And he's digging, he's digging Down to clay, I lean back and watch the ceiling sway You make these feelings Go away You make these feelings Go away You make these feelings Go away You make these feelings Go away Cause seeing him is easy when no ones around Finding him's easy when all that you've found All gardens and sirens both move to the sound Of little worms writhing - But you make these feelings Go away You make these feelings Go So come then, come over, and sit by me Swallow the arrow following me Nothing to fill in, Nothing to free Nothing here love but cavity