paroles de chanson Gates - Frøder

Pray us on the plastic

I heat water from the faucet
Brought it out

Closing out the children's choir
Mmhmhm
Echos through the corridor
Ahaaha
Ripping up the carpet
Somday let me hide once more
I know every shape of the bathrom flore
Froze my feet on the tildes
Still the marry sleeps deep in my spine

Will you be gone
Gone from me
Sky will take you back to where you belong
Under the sun
Underneath the coberd
Its all runing wild

Silverware

Save me from

Said i wuold not missbehave
I really

Will you be gone
Gone from me
Sky will take you back to where you belong
Under the sun
Underneath the coberd