Washcloth by Black Happy
My name has changed, it's not Judas anymore
Although we have a lot in common in these years
It's not about swords, I want it to be love
But my understandings always seem to be of fear.
Say that you will, don't tell me that you wanna...
He's got a house, it's not the same anymore,
The husband and the wife have fallen down...
Three nails three days three sticks three ways.
If it dies yet produces a seed, then it all equals one.
Say that you will, don't tell me that you wanna