Текст (слова) песни: Feeder - Picture of Perfect Youth
Left out in the sun to dry again, Washed up on a shore line south of Spain Gazing up with telescopic eyes, Planetary life above the skies Oh my God, she`s my obsession, my obsession (my obsession) Here she comes, she`s a picture of perfect youth Here she comes, lifting me up to the moon Drifting on a boat in emerald seas, Pulling on the strings inside of me Tasting salt as waves dive over me, Twisting on a rope of memories Oh my God, she`s my obsession, my obsession Here she comes, she`s a picture of perfect youth Here she comes, lifting me up to the moon Here she comes, she`s a picture of perfect youth Here she comes If you could only see, That I`m sinking like a stone The sea is getting colder, Every second as I go It`s like breathing underwater, But I just can`t let you go My obsession, she`s my obsession, my obsession Oh my God, she`s my obsession, my obsession (my obsession) Here she comes, she`s a picture of perfect youth Here she comes, lifting me up to the moonOh my God, she`s my obsession, my obsession (my obsession) Here she comes, she`s a picture of perfect youth Here she comes, lifting me up to the moon Here she comes
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