cult leader driftwood şarkı sözleri
She is driftwood,
Porcelain branches entangle her.
Face down,
Her dress caught on the banks of the river,
Fingers dancing in the current.
She is a ghost,
With lungs full of water.
How could I have known?
Her heart was empty,
And she never planned on coming home.
Come home.
Come home to me.
