Flora letra

You keep bleeding through the fresher paint
Foggy like the halo on a saint
You can't be in my dreams anymore
You can't walk right in through the front door

Of course you'd find me, where else would I be?
Thought you'd find your way back eventually
Standing, sipping coffee by the sink
Give yourself confusion, time to think

You keep bleeding through the fresher paint
Lost, well, I can tell you where you ain't
You can't be in my dreams anymore
You can't walk right in through the front door

Beef Supreme - Letras

• Amasia
• Death Shuts Its Mouth
• Flora
• Jim Jones Country
• Milk Of Amnesia
• The Smart And The Lucky
• The Surgeon
• This Is My Money (And This Is My Mouth)