lyrics
Strange things can happen with a wet cigarette in the rain
You and I do not exist outside of this city
Promises were lost, lost and buried like a needle in the hay
Trying to find a way out
a way out
any way
Fog gets thicker
In the love spoiled water
Smoke gets sweeter
And the bitter, gets softer
Strange things can happen with a wet cigarette in the rain
You and I do not exist outside of this city
Promises were lost, lost and buried like a needle in the hay
Trying to find a way out
a way out
any way
credits
from
אוסף 4,
released February 5, 2010
Lyrics & music by Pits
Drums, vocals: Talia Peri
Guitar, vocals: Ory Segal
Bass: Jonatan Ydov
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