Song | Neon Love |
Artist | Armistice |
Album | Armistice |
These words scare you to death* | |
And painted red were my amends | |
And there's no ghost in sight | |
On Navarin street tonight | |
So in the night was a neon love | |
That shun down the bedside | |
In the ninth in a heated fight | |
Came a sign that it was time | |
Time to lay it down | |
Into the grown the past that bounds | |
Bound unto the wrist | |
So not to risk missing misery's kiss | |
So in the night was a neon love | |
That shun down the bedside | |
In the ninth in a heated fight | |
Came a sign that it was time | |
It was time, it was time |