paroles de chanson Pastels - My Kid Brother

Smell all the colors
Wait for my eyes
Looks like your brother
If he gave good advice

Open up my clothes are leakin in
I could not care less
Runnin off into some confusion
Pat will find me soon
You know your brain′s skippin now you're trippin

Oh no, it′s a black it's a black
Hole, get your head off the floor
Control, baby boy this is your
Soul, never make me say it to you
Oh no, it's a black it′s a black
Hole, get your head off the floor
Control, baby boy this is your
Soul, never make me say it to you

Sing to my brothers
They won′t keep quiet
See all those colors
Don't you think they look bright

Open up my clothes are leakin in
I could not care less
Runnin off into some confusion
Pat will find me soon
You know your brain′s skippin now you're tripping

Oh no, it′s a black it's a black
Hole, get your head off the floor
Control, baby boy this is your
Soul, never make me say it to you
Oh no, it′s a black it's a black
Hole, get your head off the floor
Control, baby boy this is your
Soul, never make me say it to you

All the clothes are gone with the next meal
I was downstairs feelin so real
Even if you make me stay, yeah
I don't like the way that these threads feel
Guess we′ll make it out in the four wheel
Even if it takes all day

You know your brain′s skippin now you're trippin

Oh no, it′s a black it's a black
Hole, get your head off the floor
Control, baby boy this is your
Soul, never make me say it to you
Oh no, it′s a black it's a black
Hole, get your head off the floor
Control, baby boy this is your
Soul, never make me say it to you