Song | Paralytic |
Artist | Dead Poetic |
Album | Vices |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
Paint the lines on perfect eyes that circle the object of | |
My sincere affection, my undivided attention. | |
Lie where you won’t see yourself in that way. | |
And we’ll ride to somewhere. | |
All we are is paralyzed from the face down. | |
We’re still alive with our fake smiles. | |
When the camera’s away. | |
Don’t remember this. | |
No, don’t remember this. | |
We are losing it all, but we are gaining the world with our hands tied. | |
Your arms placed upon mine. | |
And the sky looks so right, and you’re mine tonight. | |
Lie where you won’t see yourself in that way. | |
And we’ll ride... | |
All we are is paralyzed from the face down. | |
We’re still alive with our fake smiles. | |
When the camera’s away. |
Paint the lines on perfect eyes that circle the object of | |
My sincere affection, my undivided attention. | |
Lie where you won' t see yourself in that way. | |
And we' ll ride to somewhere. | |
All we are is paralyzed from the face down. | |
We' re still alive with our fake smiles. | |
When the camera' s away. | |
Don' t remember this. | |
No, don' t remember this. | |
We are losing it all, but we are gaining the world with our hands tied. | |
Your arms placed upon mine. | |
And the sky looks so right, and you' re mine tonight. | |
Lie where you won' t see yourself in that way. | |
And we' ll ride... | |
All we are is paralyzed from the face down. | |
We' re still alive with our fake smiles. | |
When the camera' s away. |
Paint the lines on perfect eyes that circle the object of | |
My sincere affection, my undivided attention. | |
Lie where you won' t see yourself in that way. | |
And we' ll ride to somewhere. | |
All we are is paralyzed from the face down. | |
We' re still alive with our fake smiles. | |
When the camera' s away. | |
Don' t remember this. | |
No, don' t remember this. | |
We are losing it all, but we are gaining the world with our hands tied. | |
Your arms placed upon mine. | |
And the sky looks so right, and you' re mine tonight. | |
Lie where you won' t see yourself in that way. | |
And we' ll ride... | |
All we are is paralyzed from the face down. | |
We' re still alive with our fake smiles. | |
When the camera' s away. |