Слова:
Janes Addiction Ritual De Lo Habitual

Three days was the morning My focus three days old My head, it landed To the sounds of cricket bows I am proud man anyway Covered now by three days

4:05 in my neighborhood When shots go off, no one bothers A pop and a reply pop and no reply Dinosaurs on the quilt I wore with a girl Such a classic

I am skin and bones, I am pointy nose But it motherfuckin' makes me try Makes me try, and that ain't no wrong I'll tell you why, there ain't no right

Of course this land is dangerous All of the animals Are capably murderous When I was a boy My big brother held on to my hand And he made me slap my own

Hey You don't know me, you don't know me But you just keep on looking at me down low Oh no You're digging something up You're digging something up Always

: Three days was the morning. My focus three days old. My head, it landed to the sounds of cricket bows... I am proud man anyway... Covered now by three

: Hey, you don't know me! You don't know me but you just keep on looking at me down low. Oh no! Digging something up... Digging something up... Always

: 4:05; in my neighborhood, when shots go off, no one bothers. A 'POP,' and a reply 'POP,' and no reply... Dinosaurs on the quilt I wore with a girl.

: I've been caught stealing; once when I was 5... I enjoy stealing. It's just as simple as that. Well, it's just a simple fact. When I want something