“It’s the Water” Songtext
von Narrows

In the air
I still taste the concrete
On my back
Broken place that I sleep
Too hard
Brings my world to me
I still
Regard a word from the street
Rug pull
Rug pull
Rug pull
Rug pull
There′s warmth tonight
Heed from a radio


Some dissonant time
Tomorrow's time
Another fucking curse
Another fucking curse
Another fucking curse
Another fucking curse
Myself by myself
Myself by myself
Myself by myself
Myself
Kill all and their friends
Kill all and their friends
Kill all and their friends
Kill all