the forrest is where i live
in empty spaces
on the moss
in the grass
with the birds
and the trees
i am a nymph
until i wake up
on a dirty mattress
in a cheap motel
with a belt on my arm
and a burnt spoon in my hand
everything is a dream
the forrest is where i live
in empty spaces
on the moss
in the grass
with the birds
and the trees
i am a nymph
until i wake up
on a dirty mattress
in a cheap motel
with a belt on my arm
and a burnt spoon in my hand
everything is a dream