Funeral Suits - All Those Friendly People Тексты

Count back anesthetize
Colours burnt into my eyes
Life for you is shades of grey
Help me, help me find my way

Lost, lost, never found
Hide your secrets, settle down
I am young and I am naive
Tell me something I will believe

Take me, take me far away
From this citys soul decay
Hid away til I was eighteen
Only saw colours on a TV screen

Skinny jeans and sunglasses
A fashion statement for the masses
What you're doing makes me sick
Over hyped and generic

Shine, shine, like the sun
Spread your warmth through everyone
I asked you why people die
You said we all had a design

Slide into the sea
Landslide coming down on me
I said I was into you
You said you were into me

You never answer on the phone
With your nicotene lips and your heart of stone
I look for you by the underpass
Looks like this love wasnt meant to last

You said you reap just what you sow
So tell me where does your garden grow
You said in the time the pain would pass
Looks like the end is here at last

Burn, burn, like a star
Burn a hole in every heart
Strung out on a trail of blood
Who knew the stars were not enough?

Smile, smile if you can
If you cant Ill understand
See these stiches in my eyes
Smash computers kill rockstars

Purge the past and waste my mind
Leave no scent or trace behind
One day when you bury me
When I wake up what will I see?

Down, down, underground
Dig for fire, dig for sound
What is on the radio?
'Cause I would like to say hello

Crawl, crawl through the dirt
Jesus show us what youre worth
Cant you just send us a sign
Tell us all that were doing fine

Nights for sitting in the dark
Days for lying in the park
Wake me up from my sick dream
A requiem for this dead scene

You never answer on the phone
With your nicotene lips and your heart of stone
I look for you by the underpass
Looks like this love wasnt meant to last

You said you reap just what you sow
Well tell me where does your garden grow
You said in the time the pain would pass
Looks like the end is here at last

Count back anecitize
Colours burnt into my eyes
Life for you is shades of grey
Help me. help me find my way

Mother cant you help me know
'Cause Ive been drowning in the sound
Lying on the motorway
Writing songs and wasting away
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