Texty:
Fiction Plane Left Side Of The Brain

Preklad: Beletrie lietadlo. Ľavá strana mozgu.

Love love is an angel that smokes cigarettes she's trying to kill me I can only say yes take me to your bedroom send me to my death you can't help

Fake light from the sun it's driving me mad it's poisoned our good name somebody said the sky's turning red no one can be trusted I want you

day and live live the dream out on the left side of your brain can I just stay another day and live live the dream out on the left side of your brain left side of your brain

If I don't do my homeworkyou'll say it's not my fault I will tell a story and you will add the salt forget the institution that judges us by day we

me down he has every right Sharpened knives, I don't want to miss the last train Bullets fly, each one screams my name Gorgeous eyes, to the right and to the left

not to be me crossing the line crossing the line crossing the line crossing the line crossing the line crossing the line you gotta make a move there's nothing left