LITTLE BLACK TIDE

The Pribata Idaho

Music on the car radio and the endless miles 
Grey clothes, pissing my pants, laughing too hard
I love the way she hands things to me smiling 
The ways she has turned my life into Disneyland
 
The person I was, the singer I was only two years ago 
The kind of stuff that was central then to my life 
Seems to be just trendy postcards, a tray of ice-cubes
A nice ego trip, bad weather, ex-lovers saying "mine"
 
Life its a vow that frightens so bad as it deepens
And when you love you feel your organs outside
Wearing our difference like streamers or leaves
We know the future has changed, that little dark tide
fuente: musica.com

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LITTLE BLACK TIDE

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THE PRIBATA IDAHO

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