Falling Up - Islander скачать mp3

I couldn't catch my breath, or calculate my death Design of secret lace, and now I'm lost in space I couldn't catch my breath I'll close the door, There's no one home I'll catch my breath, and then half live Things get stranger The creaking of the gate, the spies will hide and wait You think I'm deaf to hear, but my camera's are everywhere So now it comes to this? Blinking lights, monitor and survey the sides Everywhere I go Blinking lights, monitor and survey the skies Things get stranger One down, 250 down The forest floor, the smell of pine Everywhere I go things get stranger