Alana Three

I don't want to know, if you really believe, I'll sink like stone, fall while you pray, consoled by your money, keep the house anyway, when I’m all alone, I’ll think of the sea, no one has to groan, I hear what you say, you pour out your soul, like a sad nightingale, about what you own, it’s a taste bittersweet, for bricks and loans, you ask why I’m late, to comfort your needs, you’re no one to state, I’m just skin and bone, if your life’s that easy, you’d better get going, I’m with the bees.