High Holy Days все тексты (слова) песен, переводы, видео, клипы
All My Real FriendsSee, believe, forget me
My playful thoughts contrive
Nights concede to reckless
Versions of myself
All my real friends gather
Stay my wanting for a shield
I can't see you real
The GetawayI can't get just any girl
But I got the one I wanted anyway
I wasn't born to save your world
I came to far for turning back again
Of all I needed it's all here
Life's the cure for all the bad you did
And I know, I hear too much,
I think too much, too much about