Слова:
Noah The Whale Slow Glass

your love is like a knife to the back Well I was stabbed and bleeding but still begging for attack But I was looking through slow, slow glass Looking through slow, slow glass

love is like a knife to the back Well I was stabbed and bleeding but still begging for attack But I was looking through slow, slow glass looking through slow slow glass

your love is like a knife to the back Well I was stabbed and bleeding but still begging for attack But I was looking through slow, slow glass looking through slow slow glass