paroles de chanson To the World - Fyrce Muons

Needles swarm inside our veins like sticky flies
Our crimes our shoes
Is that the best that we could do

The blackened waves smell like blast
The fleshes that pulse in the pathos of excrement
We keep our balls in our hats
There's nothing more that we can say
Is that the best that we can do

We stuffed our pockets with our pay
The river on its' way
It's only a drink of dust with dew
Now you are shrieking molecules
Is that the best that we can do

Let them drink
Let them morph
Let them pray
Let them through