Secret Machines

Last Believer, Drop Dead
I notice you shakingAnd I can't help but wonderIf she won't mind me askingWas she caught in bad weather?If it's something incurableOh, I think I'd be frightenedI start to considerShe starts talking about the weatherAnd as we detail these signsTake a mystical passageFrom the book of St. ThomasWho finds the meaning won't dieJust give me the deal manas I'm bad with conceptionI'm a dream enthusiastAnd a fairy-tale believerI wanna know 'cause I'm always aloneI've got a little but it isn't enoughAnd look a little bit further downWho's that man there wearing that thorny crown?Now look a little bit further nowI wonder what he'll doWhen the last believer has dropped deadLetras de cancionesNow the chattering annoys meBut I can't stop her movingShe's sitting so closeAnd I can smell her damp sweaterI'm a graveyard of hopesAnd a dump of ambitionI'm sitting on the edgeof a wading pool, fishingI know it happens and I know I'm okayThey say the sun shines on everyone somedayAnd look a little bit further downWho's that man there wearing that thorny crown?Now look a little bit further nowI wonder what he'll doWhen the last believer has dropped deadAnd look a little bit further downWho's that man there wearing that thorny crown?Now look a little bit further nowI wonder what he'll doWhen the last believer has dropped dead From Letras Mania