Testo Hallows

Blind man, what do you see, watching windows from the street?
To my disbelief, what the garden grows, the garden keeps

Lovers come, and children swim
What's done to death is all of them
Who's collars stain in black and blues
We curse ourselves for penny wounds
'Cause I don't need a thing, my friend
My body, it suits me, that's it
'Cause I don't need a thing, my friend
My body, it suits me, that's it, that's it, alright

Whoa, my body, it suits me right
Whoa, my body, it suits me

Weekenders, their captain hats, with dollar signs and dirty breath
Taking what they reap for free, and buy a coffin with a window seat
'Cause we took their money and threw it away
We dumped their gold in the river
And no, they will not take my good will away, no way

'Cause I don't need a thing, my friendMy body, it suits me, that's it
'Cause I don't need a thing, my friend
My body, it suits me, that's it, that's it, alright

Whoa, my body, it suits me right
Whoa, 'cause I don't need a thing, my friend
Whoa, my body, it suits me right
Whoa, my body, it suits me

We believe the tides will breathe the open doors of Robin Hood's song
The barrelled themes begin to sing, but you don't know
Anything more than the weakest part of me, the weakest part of me

Whoa, my body, it suits me right
Whoa, 'cause I don't need a thing, my friend
Whoa, my body, it suits me right
Whoa, my god, this suits me right