Paroles

Where are we? And what the hell is going on? The dust has only just begun to fall Crop circles in the carpet, sinking, feeling Spin me 'round again and rub my eyes This can't be happening When busy streets amass with people who stop to hold Their heads heavy Hide and seek Old trains and sewing machines Oily marks appear on walls Where pleasure moments hung before The takeover, the sweeping insensitivity of this Still life Hide and seek Old trains and sewing machines And blood and tears Oh, they were here first What you say? Mm, that you only meant well? Well, of course you did Mmm, what you say? Mm, that is all for the best? Because it is Mmm, what you say? Mm, that it's just what we need? And you decided this Mm, what you say? Mmm, what did you say? Ransom notes keep falling out your mouth Mid-sweet talk, newspaper word cut-outs Speak no fear, no irony You don't care a bit, you don't care a little bit Ransom notes keep falling out your mouth Mid-sweet talk, newspaper word cut-outs Speak no fear, no irony You don't care a bit, you don't care a little bit Ransom notes keep falling out your mouth Mid-sweet talk, newspaper word cut-outs Speak no fear, no irony You don't care a bit, you don't care a little bit Ransom notes keep falling out your mouth Mid-sweet talk, newspaper word cut-outs Speak no fear, no irony You don't care a bit, you don't care a little bit
Writer(s): Imogen Jennifer Heap Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
instagramSharePathic_arrow_out