Текст Capture The Crown – Cruise

Pour a black coffee for one
Smoke of cigarette hits my lungs
My head aches as lips stink
From the red wine that you bring

What did you expect?
When you dance with the death fool
And lay in your bed
I should have known
Now the fault is my own

I’m calling for a cruise
California blue, yeah
When I was, I was young
I thought I was in love
You told me everything I wanted
But it wasn’t enough
Enough
Enough
Enough

Baby, it’s too late to let go
I get to a touch, to the thought of
?
And it’s not enough

What did I expect?
I played with your heart
And you fucked with my head?
I should have known
Now the fault is my own

I’m calling for a cruise