Текст песни jets to brazil - Conrad
jets to brazil - Conrad слова песни
a hound`s tooth coat pockets are bulgingwith nebutal bought from some doctorwho also was bought to keep those pockets fullthe face was lost but partly recoveredso half asleep and half in a frenzyone side tries to smile enough for twopictures remain split at the imagecupboards well-stocked with things to diminishthe pain that comes with clarity and mirrors in well-lit roomsshe checks in at dwindling daylighta week up front asks not to be botheredthe registry will show her mother`s namelocks the door sits on the bed just a minute beforeshe picks her purse up off the floorpulling out what she needswarming her wrists in promising watersomebody`s love another one`s daughterreadies herself apologizing to the motel maidsdouble-edged and super bluevertically letting the life from youcasting a new darkness through the roomangels lay their odds on youknow not quite what they should doonly that they can`t quite tear themselves from the view