In a land made of strings Where the hills are balls of twine And the doctor knits the sun Down in a baseball diamond mine And the mozzarella sweaters
[Instrumental]
In a land made of string Where the hills are balls of twine And the doctor knits the sun Down in a baseball diamond mine And the mozzarella sweaters
I'm drunk on a couch in Nashville In a duplex near the reservoir And every single thought is like a punch in the face I'm like a rabbit freezing on a
Weakness apathy to yourself gloom looking for a kindred for years. You were a muff. You fell into mud. You ran for a change. You rap your fingers and
Ogni cosa al suo posto un posto per ogni cosa, in attesa di risposte batte forte il cuore, cupa e silenziosa, forte ed insidiosa la tonalita del nero
Translation: Green, Adam. Mozzarella Swastikas.
Translation: Anecdotes. Swastika On Your Hand.
Translation: Antidemon. Swastika On Your Hand.
Translation: Cereals. The Camal Song.
Translation: Pierrot. Swastika.
: Weakness apathy to yourself gloom looking for a kindred for years. You were a muff. You fell into mud. You ran for a change. You rap your fingers and