Feeder - Picture of Perfect Youth текст песни

Left out in the sun to dry again, washed up on a shore line south of spain

Gazing up with telescopic eyes, planetary life above the skies

Oh my god, shes my obsession, my obsession (my obsession)

Here she comes, shes a picture of perfect youth

Here she comes, lifting me up to the moon

Drifting on a boat in emerald seas, pulling on the strings inside of me

Tasting salt as waves dive over me, twisting on a rope of memories

Oh my god, shes my obsession, my obsession

Here she comes, shes a picture of perfect youth

Here she comes, lifting me up to the moon

Here she comes, shes a picture of perfect youth

Here she comes

If you could only see, that Im sinking like a stone

The sea is getting colder, every second as I go

Its like breathing underwater, but I just cant let you go

My obsession, shes my obsession, my obsession

Oh my god, shes my obsession, my obsession (my obsession)

Here she comes, shes a picture of perfect youth

Here she comes, lifting me up to the moonoh my god, shes my obsession, my obsession (my obsession)

Here she comes, shes a picture of perfect youth

Here she comes, lifting me up to the moon

Here she comes