A perfect stylist, Winers aura is distinctively English. Winer doesnt transpose Russian rock ideas into Kings English, but sticks to melancholy, shoe-gazing pop
When you say 'yes'
Looks like you take me for somebody else
And then you undress
You always take me for somebody else
My love is just a drag
I don't know what you want
My love is just a drag
Just a drag
Underwear
Is the border between the beauty and the beast
'Hear, hare here'
The message is loud, the message is clear
My love is just a drag
I don't know what you want
My love is just a drag
Just a drag
