Paroles de I, Catallus.
Stoned, and I give inStoned on the silver screen
The strings that we live in
Are always pulling up and down it seems
Poor Judy
Poor Judy
Stoned and I give in
Comes tapping at my walls again
Exacting as an old friend
Calling out
Poor Judy
Gets a lot of this
"Take these bitter leaves
From my windowsill"
Cursing, bodybound
Sprints through the forest singing
"Death is a train that cuts through state lines
A view is the offering
It's never too late to give up your seat
Don't worry"
Poor Judy
Still the oncoming rain (Stonеd and I give in)
No one ever beats this train (No one ever did)
It's bigger than us
Stoned, and I give in
Stoned on the silver screen
The strings that we live in
Are always pulling up and down on me
Poor Judy
"Death is a train that cuts through state lines
A view is the offering
It's never too late to give up your seat
Don't worry"
Stoned and I give in
Comes tapping at my walls again
Exacting as an old friend
Calling out
Poor Judy
Gets a lot of this
"Take these bitter leaves
From my windowsill"
Cursing, bodybound
Sprints through the forest singing
"Death is a train that cuts through state lines
A view is the offering
It's never too late to give up your seat
Don't worry"
Poor Judy
Still the oncoming rain (Stonеd and I give in)
No one ever beats this train (No one ever did)
It's bigger than us
Stoned, and I give in
Stoned on the silver screen
The strings that we live in
Are always pulling up and down on me
Poor Judy
"Death is a train that cuts through state lines
A view is the offering
It's never too late to give up your seat
Don't worry"
