Song | Rubber And Soul |
Artist | Ane Brun |
Album | A Temporary Dive |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
Artist:Ane Brun/Teitur | |
In my mind I'm crawling on your floor | |
Vomiting and defeated | |
Total absence of grace | |
Your reluctant voice | |
Saying you decide your own fate | |
But I wear rubberbands round my soul | |
They keep me from crawling | |
And these rubberbands round my soul | |
They keep me from falling | |
In my repeated dreams | |
You stare at me with an empty gaze | |
You turn your back on me | |
And you search for more intriguing days | |
Loathing this | |
Controlling this | |
Let me get a hold of this | |
So I wear rubberbands round my soul | |
They keep me from crawling | |
And these rubberbands round my soul | |
They keep me from falling | |
And then when you are not in my dreams | |
And not in my mind | |
But we are at the same place | |
At the same time | |
Rubber no longer holds | |
The borders of my soul |
Artist: Ane Brun Teitur | |
In my mind I' m crawling on your floor | |
Vomiting and defeated | |
Total absence of grace | |
Your reluctant voice | |
Saying you decide your own fate | |
But I wear rubberbands round my soul | |
They keep me from crawling | |
And these rubberbands round my soul | |
They keep me from falling | |
In my repeated dreams | |
You stare at me with an empty gaze | |
You turn your back on me | |
And you search for more intriguing days | |
Loathing this | |
Controlling this | |
Let me get a hold of this | |
So I wear rubberbands round my soul | |
They keep me from crawling | |
And these rubberbands round my soul | |
They keep me from falling | |
And then when you are not in my dreams | |
And not in my mind | |
But we are at the same place | |
At the same time | |
Rubber no longer holds | |
The borders of my soul |
Artist: Ane Brun Teitur | |
In my mind I' m crawling on your floor | |
Vomiting and defeated | |
Total absence of grace | |
Your reluctant voice | |
Saying you decide your own fate | |
But I wear rubberbands round my soul | |
They keep me from crawling | |
And these rubberbands round my soul | |
They keep me from falling | |
In my repeated dreams | |
You stare at me with an empty gaze | |
You turn your back on me | |
And you search for more intriguing days | |
Loathing this | |
Controlling this | |
Let me get a hold of this | |
So I wear rubberbands round my soul | |
They keep me from crawling | |
And these rubberbands round my soul | |
They keep me from falling | |
And then when you are not in my dreams | |
And not in my mind | |
But we are at the same place | |
At the same time | |
Rubber no longer holds | |
The borders of my soul |