Wand - White Cat

Текст песни

If you’re leaving at the sunrise with the map on your head
There’s some streets at night to draw away your spirit
She told me a pawn is a pair of old horse teeth
And the laughter, hear it echoing through jungle walls
Look into the trees and you can see her sleeping
Took a toy of mine and she crushed it in her claws
If you’re leaving at the sunrise with the map on your head
I have several other tiny motivations
Animating me to take away your self control
Just an old white cat living in California
Just an old white cat living in California
Just an old white cat living in California
Just an old white cat living in California
Just an old white cat living in California
Just an old white cat living in California