Crystalline کے بول

Rush hour On an uptown train Doors open As she walks in She’s soaking Caught in the rain Her skin shines Crystalline Eyes meet You know where this goes Her keys in They take off their clothes They’re soaking Caught in a dream Her skin shines like Crystalline The problem with believers They’ll let anyone in the door The problem with deceivers Is all the bodies buried under the floor boards Sailors knew sirens would sing From rocks off the cliffs by the sea The monsters with waiting teeth Their skin shines Crystalline Rush hour On an uptown train Doors open As she walks in She’s soaking Caught in the rain Her skin shines Crystalline