מילים לשיר Picture Elvis – Moist

She breathes through the book
Picks up the knife
Measures a picture there
Now she has lived Cuts it to wallet size
Now she has breathed
Now she's tasted heaven but the trip doesn't sting And all she wanted was a photograph
Rain on my tongue
Silver and gold
Feels like I'm tasting god
Drinking the riches up Back to the night
And if I died
I'm going to ask my questions on the other side
Mask of the city hangs in mock deliberation
And all she wanted was a photograph
I step outside the wire while the sun strips off my cocaine Bent like a banshee while my cup is overflowing
Another brutal ending I know I'm an animal story telling And she breathes through the book
Said that she never knew
But answer is hard to take
Question is easy
The binding cracks The words will fade
But she keeps the picture in the frame that she made
And all she wanted was a photograph.