Текст песни Birch Meadows, 1991 (Street Sects) с переводом

In my haste I squandered a century

A childhood gone

In my failures I make up for it

I found a God in your drawer

The pages just like new

The pages almost just like skin

Break another window

Make a fist and then

Relax

She was gone a little longer than you cared for

And you just had to set her straight

Didn’t you?

You make me sick

There’s nothing you could say to put it back in place

The trailer isn’t there

«The Dance» isn’t playing

In our haste we murdered a family

It all went wrong

But in our failures we make up for it

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