This night came fast
Thought it never would
Thought you’d be the last
I could cling to
When things got hard
In true or false need
Tonight I got a fire
That I want you to feed
The more I drink
The more I burn
The waste of nuclear waste
We know but never learn
And your lips are bitter sweet
Like yesterday’s wine
1 | Son Of A Beach |
2 | Kangaroo |
3 | The Corners Of My Eye |
4 | Nothing is Planned |
5 | Eva Dentro |
6 | Mr. President |
7 | American Girl |
8 | Tabula Rasa |
9 | For The Present |
10 | Make Me Stay |