A map of Reykjavik still in her pocket
She tightened her jacket and remembered she bought it
She pulled the strings of that money machine
With the walls caving in she let herself dream
A Map Of Reykjavik
A map of Reykjavik still in her pocket
She tightened her jacket and remembered she bought it
She pulled the strings of that money machine
With the walls caving in she let herself dream
Nihilistic Porcupine 