Texty:
Somehow Hollow Fall Leaves

and when the trees turn coloured leaves, is when the wind will take you here, i knew this would be what happened next, no matter which way, or which

living somehow I'm a professional pumpkin sculptor Alright motherfucka now First, hollow the container Scrape that bitch with a hanger Whatever just get something Just get the motherfucker all hollowed

(Waiting by the stairs) Somehow I ended up here in between Where there is always the comfort Of knowing I'll never be seen When I fall When I fall I

sounds and rhythms arranged in time bands acrry a concept, then leave it behind day after day, a whirlwind of nothing synthetic feelings dull me to death

beauty from me Came autumna??s falling leaves and lovea??s wild uncertainty When like a vision you flitted from Knocknashee. I turned from God, I scorned all religion And somehow

by the stairs) [whispers:] Somehow I ended up here in between, Where there is always the comfort, Of knowing I'll never be seen. When I fall When I fall

living somehow, I'm a professional pumpkin sculptor , Alright motherfucka?! Now! First, hollow the container, Scrape that bitch with a hanger, Whatever, just get something, Just get the motherfucker all hollowed

by the stairs) [whispers:] Somehow I ended up here in between, Where there is always the comfort, Of knowing I'll never be seen. When I fall When I fall

by the stairs) [whispers:] Somehow I ended up here in between, Where there is always the comfort, Of knowing I'll never be seen. When I fall When I fall