Текст песни Beamed - Kashmir
Sun
is
shining,
I
can
only
imagine
clouds
in
the
sky
And
the
beams
cry
loud
in
my
eyes
and
I'm
fried
as
I
lay
me
down
I
am
beamed
Rain
left
a
caustic
shroud
on
my
skin
Drained
all
the
healthy
clouds
off
the
wind
Stains
on
my
cheeks
in
my
head
took
my
long
hair
Snakes
bit
my
feet,
ate
my
toes
Snow
left
a
carpet...
Cold
on
my
knees
Blew
all
the
'mid
june
heat'
off
the
seas
Clouds
grew
a
shade,
a
mushroom
shape
on
the
ceiling
Flies
rub
your
hands,
its
all
yours!
I
have
got
one
finger
left
I
saved
it
for
my
'ray
gun
trigger'
All
the
toes
I
lost
I
did
preserve
in
piles
They're
gettin'
bigger
Beamed
flies
rub
your
hands
its
all
yours!
Have
your
dance
Plastic
seasons
are
here
So
please
have
a
little
toast
to
me
Go
and
get
pissed
on
me!
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