fuckin' genius
Location: North Platte, NE
They were all in love with dyin', they were drinkin' from a fountain
That was flowin' like an avalanche comin' down the mountain
I don't mind the sun sometimes, the images it shows
I can taste you on my lips and smell you in my clothes
Cinnamon and sugary and softly spoken lies
You never know just how you look through other people's eyes
They were all in love with dyin', they were drinkin' from a fountain
That was flowin' like an avalanche comin' down the mountain
I don't mind the sun sometimes, the images it shows
I can taste you on my lips and smell you in my clothes
Cinnamon and sugary and softly spoken lies
You never know just how you look through other people's eyes