Lyrics

Rosary tighten your grip on me I confess yeah I drank the heavens dry searching for thee Westminster snow, it's early Sunday evening, I'm alone There's ascension in your eyes but I'm a footer I know And all my life I've just been watching you Mapping your every move I thought I caught a glimpse of me in your split tulip rouge So come to me I'm primed and I'm ready Maybe faced with each blood soaked station this is all I can be? Distrust me for I am the worm that turns for the worse I restrict my convictions to the pub at the weekend Of course I belong here, the ceiling is crystal clear I blame my loved ones, 'cos Lord knows they treated me good And true idols don't fall feet first It's no surprise, I can't get it right All my life I've just been watching you Mapping your every move I thought I caught a glimpse of me in your split tulip rouge The leaves will fall, they'll name some bands and we'll hate them all So is there somewhere we can go that they don't know? I don't know, I don't... Of course I belong here, the ceiling is crystal clear I blame my loved ones, 'cos Lord knows they treated me good And true idols don't fall feet first It's no surprise, I can't get it right All my life I've just been watching you Mapping your every move I thought I caught a glimpse of me in your split tulip rouge The rain will fall, they'll name some bands but we'll hate them all So is there somewhere we can go that they don't know? I don't know, I don't...
Writer(s): Benjamin Donnelly, Robert D'ath, Dickon Collinson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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