Tekster:
Brand New Deja Entendu

The time has come for colds and overcoats We're quiet on the ride we're all just waiting to get home Another week away, my greatest fear I need the smell

Keep the noise low, she doesn't wanna blow it Shaking head to toe While your left hand does the 'show me around' Quickens your heartbeat It beats me straight

I'm sinking like a stone in the sea I'm burning like a bridge for your body I'm sinking like a stone in the sea I'm burning like a bridge for your body

we wed, your friends are boring me to death Your veil is ruined in the rain, by then I knew I could do without There's nothing new to talk about and

I'm heaven sent Don't you dare forget I am all you've ever wanted What all the other boys all promised Sorry I told I just needed you to know I think

Am I correct to defend the fist that holds this pen? It's ink that lies, the pen, the page, the paper. I live, I learn. You will always take what

The time has come for colds and overcoats. We're quiet on the ride, we're all just waiting to get home. Another week away, my greatest fear. I need the

We sent out the SOS call. It was a quarter past four in the morning when the storm broke our second anchor line. Four months at sea, four months of calm

With one or two I get used to the room. We go slow when we first make our moves. But five or six bring you out to the car. Number nine with my head on