Testo di Bit By a Dead Bee (part II)

Old soul, this feels ugly Quiet skies seem so low With the ring of the rising tide Melancholy feels just like me alone, not lonely I think I'm so detached That I don't feel sound for anyone anymore Young soul apricot belly I just enthrall and disappoint Enthrall and disappoint Enthrall and disappoint Enthrall and disappoint