Текст песни Rib Cage - Porches

Rib Cage

Something 'bout those curious parts
Brace my ribcage
And ease my thoughts
Find me on the second floor
This bed sleeps one and no one more
I need my friends
I need my friends
I need my friends I
Need my friends
I need my friends
I need my friends I
Need won’t swim the winter drowns
Frightened almost and unpacked bags
And I still think of you but not so bad
My sleep as sound as wet leaf bags
I need my friends
I need my friends
I need my friends I
Need my friends
I need my friends
I need my friends I
Need my friends
I need my friends
I need my friends I
Need my friends
I need my friends
I need my friends I