Testo di Stations (Pin in the Grim)

Stations away, soured homes Away I say, corrupted con way Wishing star give me back the blue While I smile when I did gloom So you say me, what have I did Sea is green or teal Stations here, spring is a long way The road is cruel, should I battle or die anyway Fancy days I stretched in long terms I could have stole your everyday puns Hellish confront of denied bathrooms Sky has lost his confort pin Dunno if I fight too hard Or I'm lucky enough