Testo
Tell me a story
That cuts like a knife
Sew me up keeping all of it inside
I know how to do it
But I can't find the time
So hold me down keeping all of it inside
Hold me down keeping all of it inside
I've lost count of the days in my pocket
And the money spent looking in
Head down in The Way Of The Sufi
And The New York Trilogy
I've lost count of the days in my pocket
And the money spent looking in
So its, head down in The Way Of The Sufi
And The New York Trilogy
You told me a story
And it cut like a knife
And sewed me up keeping all of it inside
The prose is adoring
The faint sound of light
I hold it down keeping all of it inside
I've lost count of the days in my pocket
And the money spent looking in
Head down in The Way Of The Sufi
And The New York Trilogy
I've lost count of the days in my pocket
And the money spent looking in
So its, head down in The Way Of The Sufi
And The New York Trilogy
I've lost count of the days in my pocket
And the money spent looking in
So its, head down in The Way Of The Sufi
And The New York Trilogy