The Webb Sisters
The Webb Sisters
The Webb Sisters
The Webb Sisters
The Webb Sisters
The Webb Sisters
The Webb Sisters
The Webb Sisters
The Webb Sisters
The Webb Sisters
The Webb Sisters
There is a shadow*
Hanging over me
There is a rain cloud above and it won't leave me alone
There is a shadow
Oh its feeding me
A river fadeless fantasy
Tell her what to do there's fetish in her fruit
She'll have to blame it all on you
A falling house of cards
With no one to her rescue
The gas is on and no one's home
There is a shadow
Hanging over me
There is a raincloud above and it won't leave me alone
There is a shadow
Coldly feeding me
A river fadeless fantasy