Vārdi: Megan Slankard. Freaky Little Story. Dirty Wings.

"Those soles are comfort"
She said "that's credit card"
New shoes walking home
She don't own a car car car

She turns the lights off
Electric bill is high
She's glad Harry's out
'Cause she hates to cry cry cry

Under these dirty skies
Her dirty wings they let her fly
And under these dirty skies
Her dirty wings they let her fly

"Give me some reasons
Not just enough is enough"
She pricks her skin
From thinking she could take too much

?Just a damn fairy tale?
She laughs outside
She can't keep it up
Sleeping girl has to close her eyes

Under these dirty skies
Her dirty wings they let her fly
And under his dirty skies
Her dirty wings they let her hide

The city sings like sirens
Is melting in the wind
Fading when it is exposed to sun
Turning on the shower
She is melting in the water
She is fading in the moonlight
Turning into mud

Under these dirty skies
Her dirty wings they let her fly
And under these dirty skies
Her dirty wings they let her fly
And under these dirty skies
Her dirty wings they let her fly

Let her fly