The Church - Tel Aviv lyrics
[The Church - Tel Aviv lyrics]
And I was listening to her voice
I could tell ya
She said some things she may regret
And some things she may rejoice
Just like the fruit's of sorrow
Dying on the vine
I too partook it's bitter taste and I shined
Just at that moment
Before God intervenes, yeah some kind asylum
Wide awake in Tel Aviv
When you fall into evil moods
And the spirit's mock you in the radio static
Then you better hope the dope don't make you
Telepathetic
Just like the seeds of ruin
With it's sickly blooms
I lost the good fight every day
In these rooms