Song | Rex |
Artist | Trance to the Sun |
Album | Bloom Flowers, Bloom! |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
Me and you in a hover craft | |
On our way to the end of the measured mass | |
We are blood and dark light | |
Come with us we're going to bed | |
With ribs sticking out like a little starving dog… | |
Forever | |
Soft and delicious red as if blood was all over… | |
Just like a little starving dog | |
Doesn't it hurt when you realize the magnitude of what you've severed | |
What's been lost and never will be found again |
Me and you in a hover craft | |
On our way to the end of the measured mass | |
We are blood and dark light | |
Come with us we' re going to bed | |
With ribs sticking out like a little starving dog | |
Forever | |
Soft and delicious red as if blood was all over | |
Just like a little starving dog | |
Doesn' t it hurt when you realize the magnitude of what you' ve severed | |
What' s been lost and never will be found again |
Me and you in a hover craft | |
On our way to the end of the measured mass | |
We are blood and dark light | |
Come with us we' re going to bed | |
With ribs sticking out like a little starving dog | |
Forever | |
Soft and delicious red as if blood was all over | |
Just like a little starving dog | |
Doesn' t it hurt when you realize the magnitude of what you' ve severed | |
What' s been lost and never will be found again |