Southern Death Cult - The Girl текст песни

She glances ......... ... at her reflection
There's a screw loose ..... somewhere
The air is filled with pretense
Be cautious in your actions
For you may not make a hit
With the in crowd's shit
Look around .............. look all around
It's time to think ..... we've had enough
And all good people
Who've lost in love
Should never
Lose their souls
But never when it rains