BECK - Earthquake Weather lyrics

rate me

Space ships can't tame the jungle

And I feel like I'm giving in

We've been drivin thru a desert

Looking for a life to call our own

I push I pull the days go slow

Into a void we filled with death

And noise that laughs falls off their

Maps all cured of pain and doubts

In your little brain

Something's coming sky is purple

Dogs are howling to themselves

Days are changing with the weather

Like a rip tide could rip us away

I push I pull the days go slow

Into a void we filled with death

And noise that laughs falls off their

Maps all cured of pain and doubts

In your little brain