Pocket (montreal) کے بول

The zipper broke Now I can't open up my pocket Your guard is up So we just shadowboxing They called it lost But I still feel it in there somewhere But my hands are cold You said: Then get out the snow, it's not difficult (yeah) She said do I believe in angels? (Can't call it right now) Can't rely on what I can't see (too far to turn back) (Can't see the night out) So why can't you tell me something? (In this car there's no fighting) (And no cares for missed timing) That doesn't feel like you're lying (there's no blood, just psilocybin) (We peace signing) But my zipper broke And I can't open up my pocket I can't open up I know It's all Snow Snow That's all