Menthol Songtext
von Dahling

Come on, come down
Bedhead, force-fed
In thought, in deed
There′s mouths to feed
Come on, come out
By foot and mouth
Just come down, down south

And it's been days, but it still rains
Get off my cloud
Get off my cloud

And the air is pure methol
Blow out the lights
And I know the last place they′ll look
Where you can hide tonight


Come on, come down
Bedhead, force-fed
In thought, in deed
There's mouths to feed
It's true that I′m just half a man
But half is greater than
The whole I used to be

And the air is pure methol
Blow out the lights
And I know the last place they′ll look
Where you can hide tonight
Where you can hide tonight

So come on, come down
Bedhead, force-fed
In thought, in deed
There's mouths to feed
It′s true that I'm just half a man
But half is greater than
The whole I used to be
I used to be