Текст песни The Gloria Record - Torch Yourself
The Gloria Record - Torch Yourself слова песни
This town has no seasonsit`s the middle of October,and you`d think there`d be a nice,cool breeze by now (but you`d be wrong).The summer lingers here for half of the yearand I`m convinced that we are all about to crash into the sun.I fell asleep on paper wings.These people have no feelingstheir heads are the only things that ever teach them anything about love.And I`m not sad, I just want to trust someone so badly.I just want something beautiful to happen here right now.I fell asleep on paper wings.These words have no mannersthey come to me at night when I am trying to sleep(and shake me violently, like it`s the end of the world or something).And I wake up on paper wings.