Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Parma Violets , by - Jealous Of The Birds. Song from the album Parma Violets, in the genre АльтернативаRelease date: 05.05.2016
Record label: Big Space
Song language: English
Parma Violets |
| Hang Tibetan paintings on my bedroom wall |
| Stick stars on the ceiling so I don’t feel so small |
| God I wish I could call you, what the hell would I say? |
| Hope you’re feelin' better, we should hang out some day |
| Oh please |
| Don’t you swallow |
| Pills like parma violets, again |
| Once you showed me a secret, delicate as a moth |
| It barely shivered, its wings were so soft |
| Then it flew up to the fluorescent light |
| I knew right then that you would be alright |
| Oh please |
| Don’t you swallow |
| Pills like parma violets, again |
| Our lives are prisms, the light beams through |
| Refracting colors is what we do |
| We’re different shades of the same blue |
| But at least we’re true, at least we’re true |
| Oh please |
| Don’t you swallow |
| Pills like parma violets, again |