歌词
A life a wreck
Charming is her dress
And the nape of her neck
My ink's awry in the blink of an eye
It leaves by the by
Take off old threads by her tomb of a bed
Am I right in the head
And we'll pretend like we're angry young men
Lest we should forget
Angst marrs your eyes (such unclear warning signs)
Am I evil am I kind
My heart's cold drone will outlive these faded bones
But I won't always be alone I won't always feel this
How she now sits oddly with the times
How she now sits oddly with the times
A life a wreck
Charming is her dress
And the nape of her neck
And we'll pretend like we're angry young men
Lest we should forget
How she now sits oddly with the times
How she now sits oddly with the times
How she now sits oddly with the times
How she now sits oddly with the times
I was lost was lost was lost and so ashamed
I was lost was lost was lost and so ashamed
I was lost was lost was lost and so ashamed
I was lost was lost was lost and so ashamed
How she now sits oddly with the times
How she now sits oddly with the times
How she now sits oddly with the times
How she now sits oddly with the times
How she now sits oddly with the times
How she now sits oddly with the times