I Turn My Face to the Forest Floor Songtext
von Gravenhurst

It′s the kind of thing which once drove men into the desert night
I see no deserts here
I see no deserts here
And the East End rogue you so admire is a murdering fuckhead
The influence is clear
The influence is clear You're only a stone′s throw from all the violence you buried years ago
You're only a stone's throw from all the violence you buried years ago
Ooh
Ooh
Ooh

You′re only a stone′s throw from all the violence you buried years ago
You're only a stone′s throw from all the violence you buried years ago