lirik lagu birds are spies they report to the trees – is subjective
Loading...
to give a slowsorrowful reading
a few br-ss coins
clutched in my bony fists
gathered together
in one room
for the first time
born three years ahead of time
nineteen seventy-nine
throwing shoes at p-ssing cars
fitting initiation
attacked your books with a knife
convincing me you have
nothing to say
the smell of your own work
is the smell of death
Lirik lagu lainnya:
- lirik lagu ten mile tide – roll the top down
- lirik lagu viboras – stay away
- lirik lagu tab benoit – jambalaya
- lirik lagu absence – wartorn
- lirik lagu valkyrja – sinister obsession
- lirik lagu valkyrie – apocalypse unsealed
- lirik lagu juniel – boy
- lirik lagu caterina valente – stanotte
- lirik lagu terri hendrix – the know how
- lirik lagu tank – march on sons of nippon