Nataline from Fuzzadelic by Fuzzadelic

Oh Nataline don't leave my face so damp
Like the one time you went to summer camp
Don't forget me, the bore
The sad little kid you tore and left so sore
Oh Nataline

The pain in the end
Was not meant for you my friend
But the impostor
That took your head
So leave me numb and chrome
With your silver tone
Wnd my head ringing
Like a battered telephone

I'm still sitting here always thinking
Of the brand new world we were braving
I'm still sitting here always thinking
Of the brand new world we were braving

Oh Nataline
Oh Nataline
Oh Nataline
Oh Nataline

Just leave me be
In your withered tree
You mountain of sorrows
You keeper of tomorrows
Don't you think you're done with me
with me
me

• Punk
• Punk rock
• folk
• folk rock
• garage rock
• indie
• psychedelic rock
• Plantation