Gold Class - Mercurian

Текст песни

You’re a crush and a whir
Take your shirt off and turn
What a racket it makes
The explosion of your heart
You’ve been losing days
In search of something to keep
Wrapped in air close and amber
Scoop it up with your fingers
Busy drawing the line
From intention to aim
You like them in control
And playing with pain
You’ve been losing days
In search of something to keep
See the air swift and reason
Pouring out from within you