Текст: Fields. Everything Last Winter. Parasite.

We both lost our appetite
I stayed up for forty nights
You made me a parasite for you

Yes, there is a light
And if you find it, we might be allright
But you left on your own
How could I have known
You would be waiting here to die

You thought that the sun had gone
Spent time in the dark too long
I became a parasite for you

Yes, there is a light
And if you find it, we might be allright
But you left on your own
How could I have known
You would be here

Waiting with cold in your eyes
Waiting to give up and flu