Текст песни Dad Punchers — Post-Coital Tristesse
I found a new home between a neck and a collarbone.
And I've hung my photos from the ear lobes.
But this place is always snowed in,
It gets claustrophobic and I never know why.
The house you know is crumbling
And ceilings are leaking and I never know why.
We've got a broken AC, the hinges they creek,
And I continue to sign the lease.
And I've hung my photos from the ear lobes.
But this place is always snowed in,
It gets claustrophobic and I never know why.
The house you know is crumbling
And ceilings are leaking and I never know why.
We've got a broken AC, the hinges they creek,
And I continue to sign the lease.
Текст добавил: Андрей Курышев
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