Letra da Música: Spanish house - Felt

Petulance - you¹re out to gain
bribery - it¹s the same old tale
pestilence - it¹s your only way
injury - [where the flock tribes stay](?)
insanity - it¹s the way god slaves
the treachery of this crown jewel phase
believe me, it¹s what we¹re heading for
believe me, and no more
don¹t go to the spanish house
ÂŒcos you know it¹s a trap
don¹t go
on the galleon sea
it¹s a mystery
don¹t go
eleven dead so the tv said
don¹t go
you can stay
possessions - the things you keep
there a well-timed secret that your enemies seek
apathy - it¹s up to you
secrecy - what the hell do you do?
innocence - for you future is made
in this gold rush of these landmine days
I foretold your very actions
in the dim light of adventures now
don¹t go
to the spanish house
ÂŒcos you know it¹s a trap
don¹t go
on the galleon sea
it¹s a mystery
don¹t go
eleven dead so the tv said
don¹t go
you can stay
petulance - you¹re out to gain
bribery - it¹s the same old tale
pestilence - it¹s your only way
injury - [where the flock tribes stay](?)
insanity - it¹s the way god slaves
the treachery of this crown jewel phase
believe me, it¹s what we¹re heading for
believe me, and no more
don¹t go
to the spanish house
ÂŒcos you know it¹s a trap
don¹t go
on the galleon sea
it¹s a mystery
don¹t go