paroles de chanson Into the Forest - St. Thomas

I went into the forest
Even before my birth
You think that I am special
Just take a look at me first

I'm naked over water
The ground is over my feet
Don't care for the surroundings
My snake is not my fare

Yes, I'm special
But it hurts
Your catalogue has
Made it worse
Guess I'm special
To complain
In this forest I
Am not sane

Yes, I'm special
But it hurts
Your catalogue has
Made it worse
Yes, I'm special
To complain
In this forest I
Am not sane