Testo di Little Grace

I cannot tell what you claim to see That your heart is black and mine is so green Jealousy is men, someday you'll see You know You cry out, eliza, you scream and you moan You're sick of this joyride you want to find home Adulthood has found you scared and alone Talk to me Art school girl with ignorant bliss Peace, weed, cocaine, and mushrooms and shit Will bring peace on earth, someday you'll see it Talk to me They're just pictures inside of your head They're just pictures trapped inside of your head Save a little grace for us