Текст песни Echobelly - Centipede
Echobelly - Centipede слова песни
You`re a centipede crawling down my spine,You`re the evil world of the nursery rhyme,You`re the drug in which I fly.Drag me under,Douse the tracks,Dressed in anger,Hit back, hit back, hit back.You`re an open wound that was left to bleed,You`re my only friend,Don`t be cruel to me,I smash the looking glass against my head,Let my senses burn as my body bled,We are immigrants in a fractured time,Found the pieces of a life that`s mine,You`re all I fear that I might find.Drag me under,Douse the track,Dressed in anger,Hit back, hit back, hit back,Oh, oh, oh, oh.You`re an animal in an open cage,You`re an orchestra in a manic phase,You`re the dream in which I die.Drag me under,Douse the track,Dressed in anger,Hit back, hit back, hit back.Drag me under,Douse the track,Dressed in anger,Hit back, hit back, hit back,Hit back, hit back, hit back.