Harold Weathervein

Testo di Harold Weathervein

GenereEmocore
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Harold walks down any street of this town both crier and witness the sun drops clouds shift his legs twitch the clocks chime on cafes, pharmacies, and dime stores, in bar rooms he stils all alone erupting. in his head its like the weather back and forth its like the weather when it rains it pours down Weatherman, do you feel? Is it stormy inside of your veins?