Anemone
The Brian Jonestown Massacre
5:35Once I used to feel so good and my life went fine My face is all covered in dirt and I do like wine I woke up when the music starts, and a stack of time The taste is going so unsweet and for a kind Life has lost its mystique under trembling time It's not usually so cold for the second time My mind is in a daydream, but it will not die I woke up when these feelings starts and I lost my mind Life had lost its mystique to passing time If it tasted so sweet, it'd be pouring time Once I used to feel so clean and my life worked fine Now my face is all covered in dirt and I reek like wine Open when the music starts, and the love of time Life has lost its mystique, baby you don't hide Once it takes you so sweet, it'll be fine