Testo di Orange Cat

Hey kurt, Tag you're it. Hey kid, Tag you're it kid. Whatever keeps you safe Whatever keeps you satisfied Summer's on it's way Still i must confess it's like you've never left Listen close hear our ghosts getting high and carrying on Something's always missin, the clean forks in my kitchen The rooms we used to kiss in And leave from Delusions of grandeur Wearing out running thin Northern exposure Rests on the auto min We play our games We slur our names We are the same The only thing i'm sure of... This weight's worth carrying This one's worth burying I've been casting curses To keep the damage done