Peasant - The Flask | Текст песни

• Тексты песен
• Peasant
• The Flask

I fell off the eiffel tower
I met you and felt your power
pouring from an open cask
here's the pills, I'll take the flask

Are we sleeping, are we dancing?
are we leaving or romancing?
I am not the one to ask
I may be the very last

Why are you so cold?
Why are you so cold?

I'm not it, I'm not gonna become it
I'm not it

Now you're laying on the carpet
and you're leaving me to cope with
everything that's nothing to me
sometimes things just go right through me

You kept saying you were leaving
now you got me I'm believing
I was not the one to ask
damn the pills, and damn the flask

Why are you so cold?

I'm not it, I'm not gonna become it
I'm not it

I'm not it, I'm not gonna be it,
I'm not it

Peasant еще тексты