Текст песни In The End Of The Lane

In the end of the lane I saw your face Sensual attention Described the place We braced ourselves On the outskirts of our town Sleeping in the bedrooms Without pillows facedown Waster at the disco He’s just a little boy Compares the cruel whiskey To other alcohol Someone in the city Takes a tangled stroll Someone in the village Creates the tesla toys Its often in my mind You know I'm damn right There's nothing to be shy Its just a simple lie In the end of the lane I saw your face Sensual attention Described the place We braced ourselves On the outskirts of our town Someone in the city Takes a tangled stroll Someone in the village Creates the tesla toys