Beck Feather in Your Cap текст песни, слова песни Feather in Your Cap Beck
Beck - Feather in Your Cap
Dead phone machine piled on the table
Disappointment is a feather in your cap
You want the truth
Not when it's unplanned
There's no map
That could tell you where you are
You're in between things
That only goes halfway
You want the best
You want contests
Where everybody loses on purpose by mistake
Комментарии