Herman Düne - All About You lyrics

rate me

Sickness grabs me by the hand And the cramp in my left leg warns me That if the nails of my hand are painted With some blue polish from I don't know where There is probably A lot of things That I should remember (or maybe not, afterall) And between the cramp in the morning and the falling There is no space And it is filled up with nightmares And they are all about you And an L-trainful of hipsters is rushing towards me And between the tight jeans and the second hand scarves And every baseball hat There is a way to bump into you And if they play my songs in the coffee store After the e-mail And the laundry They would be all about you