Текст: Grown Ups. Pear.

Come on
I swear

I'm bitter at best
I'm laying in the pieces of my cigarettes
that we crushed in my bed, perhaps a tent
some portland apartment
that we thought was haunted

Cough, kiss and caress
The morning birds are restless
But at least they have the courage to sing
Down your stairs my tired feet disagree with me

What really is forever


We both belong
We both belong here before it's gone

I've tried to make a difference
Whatever be the distance
I'd try to make a difference but I'd fail