More songs by Mother Soki
Description
Producer: Jack Pfeffer
Composer, Lyricist: Anna Tammearu
Lyrics and translation
Original
With a gun, you could settle all the older.
You could talk us from the nature.
With a gun, you could strike me further.
Probably next to her purse.
Say we're in shape, baby, you took my mind, see.
Gas up my skull, black holes in the middle of my sheets.
With a gun, you could settle all the older.
You could talk us from the nature