Letras:
Frou Frou

: I don't know where to start say I'm tired or throw, a party these cucumber eyes are lying the more that I smile about it And all of my clothes feel

: If this is a question Is maybe a lie? If yes doesn't mean it Does when less than why You are held in a cue Someone will be with you shortly Say I'm

: I join the cue on your answer phone And all I am is holding breath Just pick up I know you're there Can't you hear? I'm not myself Oh, go ahead and

: Drink up baby down mmm are you in or are you out leave your things behind cause it's all going off without you excuse me too busy writing your tragedy

: Well painted passion You rightly suspect Impersonation The dumbing down of love Jaded in anger Love underwhelms you No box of chocolates Whichever

: Sometimes I like to get away from this maddening shroud Sometimes I love, you know, it's all insane Maybe it's time for me to pack it in Maybe it's

: Where have all the good men gone And where are all the gods? Where's the street-wise Hercules To fight the rising odds? Isn't there a white knight

: Lung of love leaves me breathless tongue of fool lap me in enmity four walled secret lies among the hessien and a flicker of the future could've

I buckle and rosed As God and the rest(wrist) How mere riches be A war or we lose Close into symbols A fly drinks the ignitions(indications) They turn