Текст песни Tarot Cards - Bathe

Her fragile mind still unbroken
She walks around pills in her pocket

These tarot cards are not read often
Fleeing the dark into softness

Her deepest side tastes of ocean
In natural light she craves devotion

These tarot cards are not read often
Fleeing the dark into softness, yeah

These tarot cards are not read often
Fleeing the dark into softness, yeah