Divine Songtext
von St. Divine

We are all uncertain people
Cherry red, cherry red
Trapped inside a circle of our own free will
We′re getting high
We're getting lonesome
We′re getting by Is that smoke, or loathsome?
Getting high
Beside the ocean
We're gonna try
Getting higher
Divine


We are all deserted people
Out of our heads, out of our heads
flowers aftermath Some girls love you live
We're getting high
We′re getting lonesome
We′re getting by
Is that smoke, or loathsome?
Getting high
Beside the ocean
We're gonna try
Getting higher
Divine