Video Saras Song de The Aislers Set 2025 Lyrics Lyrics

The Aislers Set - Saras Song Lyrics

Studying scraps of travel owls
The baseballs through the base walls
A lone television’s on
The 11 AM social

Whistle, this kettle’s on the stove
I don’t need no more warning
The morning’s over
And this isn't my room and

I could care less
The kettle steam peels the paint from the ceiling
Let it crawl down to the wainscot
Cause this isn’t my room
And this isn’t your house

Flattened as I listen to eleven’s first rendition
I hoped you and I liked
When the desert lie for the second time
Leg it to the kitchen
I can’t bear the space the sound keeps
And where I fell asleep
Isn’t it where I woke up?

I should care less
Do you know all this luck precludes all the meanings
Let the sound fight with the ceiling
Cause this isn’t my room
And this isn’t your house