Broken Sugar Songtext
von 50 Foot Wave

It′s not punishing or fragile
It's just running with trouble
Throw down a window
Roll down a splenade
I still wear your shack color
I still wear your shack color
Good lightning, a lightning, and a lightning spin
Cut the living slack
You scared a living shit
Out of a porcelain die
I speak ill of the dead
I speak ill of the dead
Good lightning, a lightning, and a lightning spin
Good lightning, a lightning, and a lightning spin
Your uncanny ability
To remain unseen


Is killing me
I know this bed, OJ
Will pass saturated clay
Broken sugar, broken sugar
You leave with a questioned gaze
Eyes like searchlights
Bad game
You′ll pollute me
Night sweat ape
The bad drum sees now
The bad drum sees now
The bad drum sees now
The bad drum sees now
The bad drum sees now
The bad drum sees now
The bad drum sees now