Letra de Zelbess - Cross Game

So into the chaff
Last laughs of the traveling class
Low tide on the sand
Sad strand of the government land

I'd not be such a disgrace to
Everything that I've been through
If I had it to do
Dripping with looks like you

Private heaven blonde ... Washing on a tide of
Small pond of the demimonde ... Laughs come and gone
Want it back to lose ... Stranded and withdrawn
Soft shoes ... What's the news
Always something to prove ... Turns out the

And I'd do anything once, too ... Government knew
Just shut up about school ... Small and private views
I think I'd learn too ... What did you want?
Dripping with looks like you ... Again?