Song | Take Back The Instant |
Artist | General Elektriks |
Album | Good City for Dreamers |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
Take back the instant when you brushed him off your shirt | |
You tried to drag him to the trash | |
You tried to trade him in for cash | |
Take back the instant when you blew him off your path | |
With a kiss reading 20 below zero | |
Tomorrow is a no-go, a no-go | |
Cold, cold moment when the first doubt shot through your head | |
A black ink drip running through your veins | |
Pregnant second dripping through the hour-glass | |
When the lure of men who would be kings | |
Made you lose the man who was wearing you ring | |
He didn’t match your luscious thoughts tonight | |
You couldn’t look him in the eye | |
Awkward is the embrace when it’s not tight, not tight | |
And so the jewel you once both had is left crumpled like a collapsed lung | |
When all you had to do was hang out in the sun, hang out in the sun | |
Sir, you feel so dignified, your watch is very ornate | |
But you were just born in the right place | |
Just born in the right race | |
You’re climbing Mount Everest now, granting wishes from above | |
Favors are yours to give, lies are yours to live | |
Take Back The Instants that lead you to believe | |
That the earth shakes ‘cuz you’re not happy | |
That the sun rises ‘cuz you’re not sleepy | |
You got the loudest parade in town | |
Clowns, assassins and crooks | |
You got ladies in see-through gowns | |
Reading extracts from your books | |
Beggars are trailing at the back | |
Waving from the cardboard float | |
You’re thinking that from up close | |
Statistics can be such a drag | |
Your cup is full now, blood is the color of this wine | |
And it’s dripping from the ceiling, and it’s making the chandeliers ring | |
And the instant the ballroom overflows | |
Your thrones turn into your gallows |
Take back the instant when you brushed him off your shirt | |
You tried to drag him to the trash | |
You tried to trade him in for cash | |
Take back the instant when you blew him off your path | |
With a kiss reading 20 below zero | |
Tomorrow is a nogo, a nogo | |
Cold, cold moment when the first doubt shot through your head | |
A black ink drip running through your veins | |
Pregnant second dripping through the hourglass | |
When the lure of men who would be kings | |
Made you lose the man who was wearing you ring | |
He didn' t match your luscious thoughts tonight | |
You couldn' t look him in the eye | |
Awkward is the embrace when it' s not tight, not tight | |
And so the jewel you once both had is left crumpled like a collapsed lung | |
When all you had to do was hang out in the sun, hang out in the sun | |
Sir, you feel so dignified, your watch is very ornate | |
But you were just born in the right place | |
Just born in the right race | |
You' re climbing Mount Everest now, granting wishes from above | |
Favors are yours to give, lies are yours to live | |
Take Back The Instants that lead you to believe | |
That the earth shakes ' cuz you' re not happy | |
That the sun rises ' cuz you' re not sleepy | |
You got the loudest parade in town | |
Clowns, assassins and crooks | |
You got ladies in seethrough gowns | |
Reading extracts from your books | |
Beggars are trailing at the back | |
Waving from the cardboard float | |
You' re thinking that from up close | |
Statistics can be such a drag | |
Your cup is full now, blood is the color of this wine | |
And it' s dripping from the ceiling, and it' s making the chandeliers ring | |
And the instant the ballroom overflows | |
Your thrones turn into your gallows |
Take back the instant when you brushed him off your shirt | |
You tried to drag him to the trash | |
You tried to trade him in for cash | |
Take back the instant when you blew him off your path | |
With a kiss reading 20 below zero | |
Tomorrow is a nogo, a nogo | |
Cold, cold moment when the first doubt shot through your head | |
A black ink drip running through your veins | |
Pregnant second dripping through the hourglass | |
When the lure of men who would be kings | |
Made you lose the man who was wearing you ring | |
He didn' t match your luscious thoughts tonight | |
You couldn' t look him in the eye | |
Awkward is the embrace when it' s not tight, not tight | |
And so the jewel you once both had is left crumpled like a collapsed lung | |
When all you had to do was hang out in the sun, hang out in the sun | |
Sir, you feel so dignified, your watch is very ornate | |
But you were just born in the right place | |
Just born in the right race | |
You' re climbing Mount Everest now, granting wishes from above | |
Favors are yours to give, lies are yours to live | |
Take Back The Instants that lead you to believe | |
That the earth shakes ' cuz you' re not happy | |
That the sun rises ' cuz you' re not sleepy | |
You got the loudest parade in town | |
Clowns, assassins and crooks | |
You got ladies in seethrough gowns | |
Reading extracts from your books | |
Beggars are trailing at the back | |
Waving from the cardboard float | |
You' re thinking that from up close | |
Statistics can be such a drag | |
Your cup is full now, blood is the color of this wine | |
And it' s dripping from the ceiling, and it' s making the chandeliers ring | |
And the instant the ballroom overflows | |
Your thrones turn into your gallows |