Letra de So Chill Then (o Portão)
Everything is psychedelic, everything is a bad trip, a bad trip I don't really have any feeling about it, I mean I have a feeling and I don't care A film without narration, a film with dialogue, a film without imagery, a film without sound A horror poem unfolds and our love absorbs itI slide off the spectrum, I don't fall anywhere I'm not counting errors I feel safe with you trash I feel safe with you trash I feel safe with you trash I feel safe with you trash I feel safe with you trashI feel safe with you trash I feel safe with you trash I feel safe with you trash I feel safe with you trash I feel safe with you trash