Текст песни Blink The Star - Pixie Jane
Blink The Star - Pixie Jane слова песни
Shadow box with perfect soundPick up the blue, follow throughA cinematic experienceFrom the gut I ask youWhos the blackest of them all? And is he 65 or not at all? Pixie jane still comes throughWorks for money, gives to youAnd I can tell the clothes she wearsHer laughs are punk rock insecurityIs she a belly or a reject by her own design or need? Never real, always trueMore than sure to see you throughAnd theres a game we like to playIt seems to me explains away the needTo shoot an arrow at some angel face we all refuse to seeHere there little lucifer!Your matchbook burns, your friends all call youBy your second name, thats it!A new identity. now reason: drugs