Clouds — текст песни (American Music Club)

Storm picks up valuable things

Places mirrors at my feet

A wardrobe filled with blood

And nasty lies to repeat



Well let me give you something

cause everythings for free

Yeah let me give you something

Before you take it from me



With a magic finger

Ill smooth the lines on your face

And no bad feelings linger

But your disgust and my disgrace



You wanna get excited

So Ill push you too far

You wanna get excited

Thats just too bad



Here they come

Theyve got shotguns and transparent skin

And they will stand around like rain

And they all want in

So come on in, youre welcome in



Storm picks up valuable things

Places mirrors at my feet

A wardrobe filled with blood

And nasty lies to repeat



You wanna get excited

So Ill push you too far

You wanna get excited

Thats just too bad



Here they come

Theyve got shotguns and transparent skin

And they will stand around like rain

And they all want in

So come on in, youre welcome in



Here they come

Tell me how you know my name