Besedila: Beanbag. These Stains.

I am shame, can I enter?
I hold your name on my placenta
It has fame to see adventure
Call its name to find debenture

Oh, why did I leave you?
I am here but shame told me always
And it is soldering out these stains

Sold my peace for anarchy
It took me to the sea
Holding all I have to be
I shook the rug out so delicately

Oh, why did I leave you?
I am here but shame told me always
And it is soldering out these stains

If I had just listened to you
If I had just focused in on you
If I had just listened to you
If I had just focused in on you

If I had just listened to you
If I had just focused in on you
If I had just listened

Oh, why did I leave you?
I am here but shame told me always
And it is soldering out these stains

These stains, these stains
Oh, these stains
These stains, these stains, these stains
These stains