paroles de chanson Walls Are Tired - Russian Red

Walls are tired
Of holding the same old ceilings
And words have found their way to stay in
And they don't let out feelings

It's written badly, but verses say she's mad and creepy
And the rest of things we kind of know
They say there'll never be a girl like her again
With her socks up to her knees and her obsession 'bout bees

And with her eyes that she uses to touch
And everything, everything she looks at, yeah

Cups are tired
Of being filled with the same coffee
And the floor can't stand that
People stepping on won't even say sorry

They say there'll never be a girl like her again
With her socks up to her knees and her obsession 'bout bees

And with her eyes that she uses to touch
And everything, everything she looks at, yeah

Don't stare longer
Don't stare longer
Don't stare longer
Don't stare, don't stare longer
Staring, mm, oh
At her eye