Из альбома: You Are a Vulture
I want you to know that I envy you
With a passioned vulture in my chest.
But I miss you.
To slip through the cracks is a terrible way to go.
I will set this banquet on fire.
Done predicting knives in our throats.
Elevator elevator crack in the floor,
The only convalescence is what time knows.
To slip through the cracks is a terrible way to go.