Song | The Phantom of Darker Clouds |
Artist | The Sleeping |
Album | The Big Deep |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
Cold, erie night… New York City. | |
Been a lot of loose talking uptown. | |
Something strange going down. | |
I grab my coat and make way for the West Coast. | |
Seems that I've got the whole world on its toes. | |
Seems that my mess of a head has just witnessed the end. | |
Seems that I'm vanishing into the air over and over again. | |
Stop complaining, forgive me for running away. | |
I just felt like dying out. | |
Call me your phantom of darker clouds. | |
Present day, Hollywood City. | |
Done a lot of wandering around this town, | |
confused footsteps got me down. | |
I smother the phone, sending signals back to the East Coast. | |
Seems that I've got the whole world on its toes. | |
Seems that my mess of a head has just witnessed the end. | |
Seems that I'm vanishing into the air over and over again. | |
Stop complaining, forgive me for running away. | |
I just felt like dying out. | |
Call me your phantom of darker clouds. |
Cold, erie night New York City. | |
Been a lot of loose talking uptown. | |
Something strange going down. | |
I grab my coat and make way for the West Coast. | |
Seems that I' ve got the whole world on its toes. | |
Seems that my mess of a head has just witnessed the end. | |
Seems that I' m vanishing into the air over and over again. | |
Stop complaining, forgive me for running away. | |
I just felt like dying out. | |
Call me your phantom of darker clouds. | |
Present day, Hollywood City. | |
Done a lot of wandering around this town, | |
confused footsteps got me down. | |
I smother the phone, sending signals back to the East Coast. | |
Seems that I' ve got the whole world on its toes. | |
Seems that my mess of a head has just witnessed the end. | |
Seems that I' m vanishing into the air over and over again. | |
Stop complaining, forgive me for running away. | |
I just felt like dying out. | |
Call me your phantom of darker clouds. |
Cold, erie night New York City. | |
Been a lot of loose talking uptown. | |
Something strange going down. | |
I grab my coat and make way for the West Coast. | |
Seems that I' ve got the whole world on its toes. | |
Seems that my mess of a head has just witnessed the end. | |
Seems that I' m vanishing into the air over and over again. | |
Stop complaining, forgive me for running away. | |
I just felt like dying out. | |
Call me your phantom of darker clouds. | |
Present day, Hollywood City. | |
Done a lot of wandering around this town, | |
confused footsteps got me down. | |
I smother the phone, sending signals back to the East Coast. | |
Seems that I' ve got the whole world on its toes. | |
Seems that my mess of a head has just witnessed the end. | |
Seems that I' m vanishing into the air over and over again. | |
Stop complaining, forgive me for running away. | |
I just felt like dying out. | |
Call me your phantom of darker clouds. |