You're like a young man's leg, he's trembling
Give your heart, how do you know my pain?
Give your body, anyway I don't have any lungs
Give your heart, how do you know my pain?
Give your body, anyway I don't have any lungs
Not much, the night birds are trying to catch me
Not much, the night birds are trying to catch me
waiting
The
you
If you want to roll the hand of the gated,
when you have done, when you have decided,
you can put your hand in the car,
you can win a job,
when you pass by the bar,
your hand,
your hand has the choice,
what kind of rice do you look like
when you hold your leg in the ginger,
there it shakes.
Give your heart,
how,
how do you know me,
our pain?
Give your body, anyway, I don't have a lung.
Give your heart,
how,
how do you know me,
our pain?
Give your body, anyway, I don't have a lung.
Give your body, anyway, I don't have a lung.
Give your body, anyway,
I don't have a lung.
Give your body,
anyway,
I don't have a lung.
Give your body,
anyway, I don't have a lung.