Текст, перевод и аккорды “Spirit Ditch”
- I want my records back And that motorcycle gas tank That i, spraypainted black The owls have been talking to me But Im sworn to secrecy I woke up in A burnt out basement Sleeping with Metal hands In a spirit ditch The moon it will rise with such Horse laughter Its dragging pianos to the ocean If I had a home Youd know itd be In a slide trombone I woke up in A burnt out basement Sleeping with Metal hands In a spirit ditch (mum on answerphone interlude) I woke up in A burnt out basement Sleeping with Metal hands In a spirit ditch
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