Текст песни Judith - Okta Logue

Judith

Judith all your lover died right in the dawn
You took his cigarette 'cause you, you wanted more
But darlin' somehow life’s a treat
You better take it if its sweet
You took his keys and …
Pulled out slowly to the short
'Cause darlin' somehow life’s a neat
What’s your choice
Drink or treat?
Judith my dear
Waiting for the evening sun to dry on your tears
Carrying that loaded gun
Just wondering what it takes to be blazed
Still his body’s lying lonesome on the floor
No need for cigarettes
He wants nothing more
You’ll love his last. like a
You took his to make yours sweet
Judith my dear
Waiting for the evening sun to dry on your tears
Carrying that loaded gun
Just wondering what it takes to be blazed