Текст песни Tomb - Brassie

Today is looking pretty gray
I got no work, I got no pay

I′m lying on the floor
With my ear to the door
Wishing you were here
Wishing there was more

I think about you
The time that we lose
I think about the end
I think about my tomb

Been playing with a beast
Instead of praying to the Lord
Bring me to the feast
I'll still eat more

And it won′t be sunny
Until I get my way
Let you lick me like honey
If you can sell my name

Been playing with a beast
Instead of praying to the Lord
Bring me to the feast
I still need more

And it won't be sunny
And I won't be saved
But you can lick me like honey
If you can sell my grave

Today is looking pretty gray
I got no work, I got no pay

I′m lying on the floor
With my ear to the door
Wishing you were here
Wishing there was more