Текст песни Swingin` Utters - Leaves Of Fate
Swingin` Utters - Leaves Of Fate слова песни
The grapes are ripped straight off the vine before ripeThe fifths are drank the eighths smolder in the pipeComplaints to celebrate are fathomed and condomedSuch a fucked up state not just wired drunk and stonedThis must be for someone elseDebauchery must be for someone elseSomeone elseFor someone elseThe drapes are drawn to be ignored to be politeThey stand to leave and can`t stand to leave your sideThe walls were painted white now stained a color boneThe calls are weak and faint holler into the phoneThis call must be for someone elseThis privacy must be for someone elseSomeone elseFor someone elseThen I step into the roomWith plans to stay accept the doomI`m not about to lose my coolI`m just the lout to play the foolLeaves fall from the trees tangle in the rakesLeaves call out to me, "what angle to you take?"Leaves are glistening, glorious in the morning dewLeaves are listening flooring us with storied truthsThis must be for someone elseLeaves of fate must be for someone elseSomeone elseFor someone For someone else