Текст песни Childish Kind of Love - Justin H.K.

Does your breath come in blue
As the roads start to bloom
With the spring we know ain't true
And our wanting starts anew

When the air smells like shame
Names sprout from their crooked old frames
And they rattle their anxious chains
In our guts when we have to grow the flames

They say spring is a time of change
But that doesn't change my mood
I've got a childish kind of love
And an angst that's been long chewed

Will I wake with crooked teeth
As I lay grinding beneath
The weight and unbearable creep
Of my bitter heart pulsing to weep

When the heats far harder to bear
And people part of into plausible pairs
I stop preaching just to stare
At the sad, sleeping, heat sick impaired

They say spring is a time of change
But that doesn't change my mood
I've got a childish kind of love
And an angst that's been long chewed