Escape Artist Songtext
von Wilder Maker

Cherry in the dark
Come and get me America
I′m sweating
A cold drink waiting for the straw

Cats curled on delI shelves
Subways breathing out crowds
She's right there
Light hair in a pale pool of moon


Cabbage finely sliced
Crispy chicken, bed of rice
A dry white, in the low light
Yeah meals are life
Death the whip, my love
Failure is the answer but not yet
Hand in hand, there′s this one sweet life

And I swim in it
A genius of living til i'm not
Every thrust missed the heart