Testo di 'Obstacle 1' di Charlotte Martin

I wish I could eat the salt off of your lost faded lips
We can cap the old times, make playing only logical harm
We can cap the old lines, make playing that nothing else will change

Well she can read, she can read, she can read, she can read, she's bad
She can read, she can read, she can read, she's bad
Oh she's bad

But it's different now that I'm poor and aging
I'll never see this face again
You'll go stabbing yourself in the neck

And we can find new ways of living, make playing only logical harm
And we can top the old times, play making that nothing else will change

But she can read, she can read, she can read, she can read, she's bad
She can read, she can read, she can read, she's bad
Oh she's bad

It's different now that I'm poor and aging
I'll never see this place again
And you'll go stabbing yourself in the neck

But it's different now that I'm poor and aging
I'll never see this place again
You'll go stabbing yourself in the neck

It's in the way that she poses
It's in the things that she puts in my hair
Her stories are boring and stuff
She's always calling my bluff
She puts the
She puts the weights into my little heart and she gets in my room and she takes it apart

She puts the weight
She puts the weight
She puts the weight
She puts the weight
She puts the weight
She puts the weight
She puts the weight

It's in the way that she walks
Her heaven is never enough
She puts the weights in my heart
She puts the
She puts the weights into my little heart