Exodus of Left — текст песни (Agents of Good Roots)

Lyrics: jones

Music: jones



Lyrics:



She come, she come

Music stems from the eyes and ears of me

He run, he run

He sucked the life from his bone and he swore to me

She come, she come

(a puff of) her pain a joy for every sigh

He run, he run

Time to find a new reality



Dont you see her

There in color?

Cant you touch her

Like another?



Courtney comes in two degrees

You bring flowers you hope she needs

But roses aint no remedy

When masterpiece turns to misery

Does she come, does she come?



Hes running a race now

Dont you see the porridge in the pot?

Hes stuck on his face now

Dont you see the teacup in the black?

A bird is sitting in the window

Burns a spoon and clicks off at the top

Dont smell the breeze as the wind blows

Shoots the vein that kills the brain



Dont you see her

There in color

Cant you touch her

Like another



Courtney comes in two degrees

You bring flowers you hope she needs

But roses aint no remedy

When masterpiece turns to misery

Does she come? , does she come?



Dont you see her?

Dont you even see?

Dont you need her?

Dont he look like me?

I cant see her

I cant even see

I dont need her

You just stop

Exodus of left



Dont you see her

There in color

Cant you touch her

Like another



Comments:

This song was written about the courtney love / kurt cobain thing.