Its Alright — текст песни (Angie Aparo)

Maybe Im a baby with a mouth to feed

Maybe Im a cancer waiting to eat

Maybe Im a razor on a wrist to bleed

Maybe only water or a bucket of kerosene





Its alright

We are landing this ship soon

Its alright

No more trips around the moon





Momma does the dishes in her wedding ring

Daddy never wishes now for anything

Sister on the corner like a boys wet dream

All little bit of hell in a bucket of velveteen