paroles de chanson Violin - Seth Sentry

A faint ghost through the rain drops pace a frozen train stop
I′ve changed a lot since a waiter jotted Strange Lot
I quit the day job, traded it for a day dream
Basically feel the same though maybe little less angry
I'm not sure, maybe little less bankrupt
Maybe little more fucking, but lately a lot less make love
I cue the tape up, fade off into a made up
World that I′ve had one foot in as long as I can remember
A lonely town that I walk around in to fix my head up
Dry water fountains and dirty pigeon feathers
A rusty breeze that whispers you listening Mr.Sentry
Every scrap of litter's a love letter my exes sent me
I'm barely here no more, I barely hear no more
My mind is reeling, watch it like a cinema
Cloud city citizen sitting here smoking cigarettes
Cynical people talk at me, pity my mind′s in pripyat