Из альбома: Stepa
When a face is a cigarette
You taste so good, fragranced by it
Get your scale on, reflect a bit
I'm so boring you bit your lip
Come with me sit by the aquarium
Watch the fish scales cover everyone
Take the light right through the cranium
Wasting time turn at delirium
Misunderstood broken to it
Drip by drip my optimism
Get my hopes up, conversation
Open spaces salutations
Simple similarities between us and complication
My color stick and rings lead me to doubt my intuition
All is well for now until the sun has dried the river
Cry me one and that'll be the love I had to give her