Pistolita - Cupid Тексты

Cupid brings electricity
Intertwined with the mind
With the dead glass eyes

And braver than you think
I lept from the building
Poppy fields i ran asleep
Something wicked follows me

A kid broke neck
On white picket fence
And i had no reply
No sting no cry

And softer than you think
She slept among poppies
Poppies give no real feeling
Something wicked follows me