Текст песни Switchblade Symphony - Funnel
Switchblade Symphony - Funnel слова песни
The lady, poor ladyShe lost all her thingsFar inside of her house nowThe lady just staysAnyone, anyone, anyone, anyoneAh...ah...ah...ah...Over the floor, silver hair laysBuckets of pills for days and for daysAnyone, anyone, anyone, anyoneThe remover is coming to clean up the frailPretty old ladies and puppy dog tailsAnyone, anyone, anyone, anyoneI am lost nowOh, where can I be?Don`t go near thatYou`ll find it emptyScissors cut spacesPerfect and rightTongue-tied rhythmsMay find you tonightShe takes medicine, medicine,Every damn dayFor she thinks she is sickShe was brought up that wayAnyone, anyone, anyone, anyoneAh...ah...ah...ah...