Song | Spike Island |
Artist | The Icarus Line |
Album | Penance Soiree |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
Fell down this old road and | |
I don’t care if you roll on your sides. | |
I seen a ghost in the future; sometimes it gets hard to hide. | |
If you need something don’t let me know. | |
Subtle substance control turns to overflow. | |
I gotta get my connect. | |
I saw her in the bathroom drinking vodka. | |
She must have been a sweet nothing. | |
Dope lets her slide looks she can’t hide. | |
Heroin hands can’t keep her clean. | |
She needs another way out. | |
Let’s drink until we cum. | |
Later on we’re sailing on. | |
It gets to you when | |
I say this stuff but | |
I know what | |
I’m doin. | |
Just ask me what | |
I’m doin. | |
We are alone. | |
We are together. | |
Fashionably numb. | |
Drive this town into the ground. | |
Lose the places that we found. | |
Together. | |
There’s never nothing right. | |
There’s never nothing. | |
Lets stay connected. | |
We are alone. | |
We live together. | |
Fashionably numb. | |
Perpetually spun. | |
Seen you breathing out your eyes. | |
Surprise. | |
We are alone. | |
We live for never. | |
Forever. |
Fell down this old road and | |
I don' t care if you roll on your sides. | |
I seen a ghost in the future sometimes it gets hard to hide. | |
If you need something don' t let me know. | |
Subtle substance control turns to overflow. | |
I gotta get my connect. | |
I saw her in the bathroom drinking vodka. | |
She must have been a sweet nothing. | |
Dope lets her slide looks she can' t hide. | |
Heroin hands can' t keep her clean. | |
She needs another way out. | |
Let' s drink until we cum. | |
Later on we' re sailing on. | |
It gets to you when | |
I say this stuff but | |
I know what | |
I' m doin. | |
Just ask me what | |
I' m doin. | |
We are alone. | |
We are together. | |
Fashionably numb. | |
Drive this town into the ground. | |
Lose the places that we found. | |
Together. | |
There' s never nothing right. | |
There' s never nothing. | |
Lets stay connected. | |
We are alone. | |
We live together. | |
Fashionably numb. | |
Perpetually spun. | |
Seen you breathing out your eyes. | |
Surprise. | |
We are alone. | |
We live for never. | |
Forever. |
Fell down this old road and | |
I don' t care if you roll on your sides. | |
I seen a ghost in the future sometimes it gets hard to hide. | |
If you need something don' t let me know. | |
Subtle substance control turns to overflow. | |
I gotta get my connect. | |
I saw her in the bathroom drinking vodka. | |
She must have been a sweet nothing. | |
Dope lets her slide looks she can' t hide. | |
Heroin hands can' t keep her clean. | |
She needs another way out. | |
Let' s drink until we cum. | |
Later on we' re sailing on. | |
It gets to you when | |
I say this stuff but | |
I know what | |
I' m doin. | |
Just ask me what | |
I' m doin. | |
We are alone. | |
We are together. | |
Fashionably numb. | |
Drive this town into the ground. | |
Lose the places that we found. | |
Together. | |
There' s never nothing right. | |
There' s never nothing. | |
Lets stay connected. | |
We are alone. | |
We live together. | |
Fashionably numb. | |
Perpetually spun. | |
Seen you breathing out your eyes. | |
Surprise. | |
We are alone. | |
We live for never. | |
Forever. |