Gaika

Sobre

When the penny in the pound drops Focus on yourself then Focus on yourself Moving heavy in the world like there’’s no one else here Numb limbs falling forward in the fog Joints crack like buck shots Burn that let's go somewhere else Think about the what of who you've got There's paradise way past these blocks Pleasure that's not a product Look in the mirror and ask yourself Were you true to you Were you true to me I'll write this letter for the last time