Текст песни MATRANG - Молли

her rushing your style
your image beckons her
two tattoos on the shoulders
the windiest age

can you meet her
she will not pass by
if there is enough makeup on her face now

you see the city as a crater
she is like your abode
she grows on your music
avid connoisseur

matrang and the wind of the universe
Native American wrist stimulus
the totem that longs for when moonlight gives her happiness

chorus:

because she prays at you
prays at you
she prays at you
prays at you
prays at you
prays at you
because she prays at you
praying, praying

she dreams of being near
her name is Molly
on ava you are somewhere nearby
seems after holi

put a comma
she obviously doesn't want
breaks your number and
quietly laughs

matrang playing hide and seek with her
one hundred questions on ask
writes defiantly but aptly
builds eyes on the photo

Molly wants the mafia
she is a super photographer
after party in any way she asks for an autograph

chorus:

because she prays at you
prays at you
she prays at you
prays at you
prays at you
prays at you
because she prays at you
praying, praying

( 2 times )

it looks so much like you
piercing eyes, shiver
choking on words as a tribute to separation
you don’t need hands to kill

chorus:

because she prays at you
prays at you
she prays at you
prays at you
prays at you
prays at you
because she prays at you
praying, praying