Testo Lay Lay Off, Faselam Avey Tare And Kria Brekken
Sometimes I wanna cry
Well you've seen it in my eyes
And I sorta like this place
So, why d'you wanna brace
It's a funny little thing
Ghostly arrows seem to come and go
With an 'Oh, no'
We had a quiet thing on the soft ground
I hear a sad rain killed the calm sound