Cable - She Is Here -

Letra She Is Here

Gifts of silver and coal
cold front moving like a snail
crisp skin, broken legs, "she's here"
you've killed summer, lady luck is a fuc*** whore
made in mississippi , play me your blues old man
tinted red sunglasses are your best friend
stained green sheets are benedict arnold, "she's here"
i love those moments , still yet hostile
arctic season, slow yet fierce