Green Day
A small cloud has fallenThe white mist hits the groundMy lungs comfort me with joyVegging on one detailThe rest just crowds aroundMy eyes itch of burning red
Picture soundsOf moving insects so surrealLay aroundLooks like I found something new
Laying in my bedI think I'm in left fieldI picture someone, I think it's youYou're standing so damn closeMy body begins to swellWhy does 1 + 1 make 2
Picture soundsOf moving insects so surrealLay aroundLooks like I found something new
Laying in my bedI think I'm in left fieldI picture someone, I think it's youYou're standing so damn closeMy body begins to swellWhy does 1 + 1 make 2
Picture soundsOf moving insects so surrealLay around