lirik lagu keene brothers - death of the party
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she used to be an american airline
through hotels/parallels
of the far out moon
still being watched by the pipe smoke contingent
from creameries extremeries
and you won’t leave soon
she drives like an exodus
slow to the steeple
and her touch is sad
the cold room is clean
and it’s distant from people
but the bugs are bad
she is alone never off to the races
she is pulled by lumbering dogs
being chased by beasts
for the foodstuff of dreams
clay ralls melting
like at earthman equator
blobs of light
ripped from spiraled ceilings
and now there’s no place to climb
not a place
tear it alive
i am always inventor
and cry so suddenly
and i laugh so loud
and the cry is small
Lirik lagu lainnya:
- lirik lagu king leoric - breaking the mirror
- lirik lagu kingdom of sorrow - lead the ghosts astray
- lirik lagu kim janssen - sorry
- lirik lagu kim walker - open up heaven
- lirik lagu karl bartos - reality
- lirik lagu justin allen - runnin
- lirik lagu kill the man who questions - no excuse
- lirik lagu kenny g - i will always love you
- lirik lagu killer - hide & seek
- lirik lagu keene brothers - beauty of the draft