Слова:
Sour Soul She Lies

an unpleasant day. She hides! She tries! She lies! She wakes up in her bead too late to recognize, Too late to change her ways. She blew my mind away

In between worlds of white and black Lies a world of gray Beneath the sour born showering down It's time on me A thin sharp slice of dime Pushed gently

In between worlds of white and black Lies a world of gray Beneath the sour born showering down It's time on me A thin sharp slice of dime Pushed gently