Текст песни Billie Marten - Arrows

[Verse 1]
Satellite or moon? Riddle or fortune?
How long will it take me to leave my cocoon?
To wrestle the room and no longer marooned?
Emerge like a winner?

[Verse 2]
Reminds me of you, my sweet summer fruit
Always an island and rarely consumed
With the dust or the filler, pro or beginner
I'm leaving the dimmer on low

[Verse 3]
I'm faulty as hell, hide in my shell
Climb the whole tower without ringing the bell
I'm at war with my shadow, roads, dark and narrow
But I am the arrow

[Verse 4]
And blessed is he who bеars this disease
Craves thе desire of a man on his knees
He says, "Listen to me, say what you see
And worry for it when you're gone"

[Outro]
Ha-ah-ah, ah
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