Текст песни: Preset 30 + перевод

I’m not in my room

So I’m not looking for you

You’re in my head-- looming

Like Sisyphus climbing to death

Don’t bother trying to tell me

I’d rather reach for a pen

You’re in my car breathing and writing

There’s lions surrounding the den where I lay

You’re not in my room

So I’m not looking for you

Who will you run to?

Which mouths will call you?

Which mouths will you kiss first?

So, don’t bother trying to tell me

I’d rather reach for a pen

You’re in my car breathing and writing

There’s lions surrounding the den where I lay

Breathing in the sun has lost all of its fun

My friends? They are no one

There’s no one I can talk to

Don’t bother trying to tell me

I’d rather reach for a pen

You’re in my car breathing and writing

There’s lions surrounding the den where I lay

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