Touch - Westkust, Ikons

Since we fell out of touch I haven’t felt that much

A pressure of water making my body smaller

The rain sounds like laughter it’s never friendly hereafter

And as days drown in beer cans like only fears can

Since we fell out of touch I haven’t felt that much

A pressure of water making my body smaller

The rain sounds like laughter it’s never friendly hereafter

And as days drown in beer cans like only fears can

If I was to tell you that I wanna kill you

If I was to tell you that I wanna kill you

If I was to tell you that I wanna kill you

If I was to tell you that I wanna kill you