Cordyceps
Salad, Jin Matutammada
2016, I’ve met a girl in a bar.
A star of the night.
She doesn’t shine too bright.
Weeds are growing up in your heart
Blinded your sight, and drifting me away.
There are rumours spreading all around, it wasn’t me
Sadly, I have to keep the truth to myself.
My eyes are wide open with your deceptive alibi
Weeds are growing up in your heart
Blinded your sight, and drifting me away.