If I were dead you'd be my coffin
To rest my weary body inside
The nights are chilly
The days are misty
But I'm inside you
I'm inside you
Inside your skeletal frame
The wind is angry tonight
It seems to be shrieking my name
The nights are frightening
These days are mocking
But I'm inside you
I'm inside you
Inside your skeletal frame
Your ribcage is my bedroom
And your legs are a lovely place to rest my head
These nights will end for everyone
These days will end for everything
Until it's just me
Inside you
Inside your skeletal frame
Lonesome Wyatt and the Holy Spooks еще тексты
Оценка текста
Статистика страницы на pesni.guru ▼
Просмотров сегодня: 2