Songtext von Crow's Perch

Face done Gone, done Face new Trash gone Face done, face done Face new, trash gone Break your, break some Break or lose one Face Face Face I woke up in the room A leather chair Suspended by Strands of her hair She chose to lose In order to leave When given the choice Could not help me Face done, face done Break or lose one I waited to lose, I heard the moans I sat by the telephone And it opened wide, a shoe size 9 If he mutilated, would you cry? Would you cry for me? He held so tight with a shoe size 9 And it opened wide Would you cry for me? He held so tight Face done, face done Face new, trash gone Break one, break some Break or lose one