Текст песни BlackStraw - 10 - Пять футов чистого тепла

March snow
fell in the winter
He turned to ice for a long time
midnight run
January heat
snowstorm for a century to century
throwing verses
Window with a window
finger on the water
adrenaline
in dark doorways
she had on me

and no one else to love
no more than one
if double smoking
It is only my spring
moths fly to the fire
hands melted chunks of ice
Why do I need the sun, if there is
five feet of pure heat

the trigger at a temple
so gently cocked
fire blinding headlights
clock on the wall
count
emerald eyes shine
loop on the neck
of blond hair
in the long bangs hang himself again
deadly lips
touch hands
Stagnation of blood on the sheet

and no one else to love
no more than one
if double smoking
It is only my spring
moths fly to the fire
hands melted chunks of ice
Why do I need the sun, if there is
five feet of pure heat