Slow Pulp

Steel Birds
Throw her stone in, you're the makerThe collection's getting so much biggerShe'll believe for youIf you ask her toWhen will you tell herYou're just a player?You'll never love herBox full of treasureOnly your eyes get to see herTake notice of her smallest featuresHow do they still wait for you?You don't care if they're turning blueYou only think of youAnd she won't wait to seeWon't wait to seeWhen will you tell herYou're just a player?You'll never love herBox full of treasure From Letras Mania