Song | Sweeter as Fiction |
Artist | TGL |
Album | This Is the End. |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
You’ve been cordially invited to a hurricane. | |
Where the eye of the storm is in the blue of your face. | |
And if there’s one thing left that should be said today. | |
I’m one step away from a bad decision I’ve already made so. | |
Lock your doors and close your eyes and give those looks a rest. | |
Because if you weren’t real I’d try and make you exist. | |
And in this story the rules are made up. | |
And we need some distance. | |
To keep you from my bed. | |
Where it’s been said. | |
That you’ve gone missing. | |
And it seems suspicious. | |
The way your eyes can cut through stone. | |
When we’re alone. | |
I’m cautious, not self-conscious. | |
The writer of the wrongs. | |
Our hidden track that screams like heart attacks. | |
I’ve captured in this song. | |
That we scream out loud. | |
Telling us it’s hard to find. | |
And on this cage-like stage. | |
You lose your breath while I lose my mind. | |
So settle down this tale could become a reality. | |
With no more reasons to daydream. And hopes of an ending. | |
And lets go back to a time when we were like characters. | |
Searching for the climax. And it’s sweeter as a fiction. |
You' ve been cordially invited to a hurricane. | |
Where the eye of the storm is in the blue of your face. | |
And if there' s one thing left that should be said today. | |
I' m one step away from a bad decision I' ve already made so. | |
Lock your doors and close your eyes and give those looks a rest. | |
Because if you weren' t real I' d try and make you exist. | |
And in this story the rules are made up. | |
And we need some distance. | |
To keep you from my bed. | |
Where it' s been said. | |
That you' ve gone missing. | |
And it seems suspicious. | |
The way your eyes can cut through stone. | |
When we' re alone. | |
I' m cautious, not selfconscious. | |
The writer of the wrongs. | |
Our hidden track that screams like heart attacks. | |
I' ve captured in this song. | |
That we scream out loud. | |
Telling us it' s hard to find. | |
And on this cagelike stage. | |
You lose your breath while I lose my mind. | |
So settle down this tale could become a reality. | |
With no more reasons to daydream. And hopes of an ending. | |
And lets go back to a time when we were like characters. | |
Searching for the climax. And it' s sweeter as a fiction. |
You' ve been cordially invited to a hurricane. | |
Where the eye of the storm is in the blue of your face. | |
And if there' s one thing left that should be said today. | |
I' m one step away from a bad decision I' ve already made so. | |
Lock your doors and close your eyes and give those looks a rest. | |
Because if you weren' t real I' d try and make you exist. | |
And in this story the rules are made up. | |
And we need some distance. | |
To keep you from my bed. | |
Where it' s been said. | |
That you' ve gone missing. | |
And it seems suspicious. | |
The way your eyes can cut through stone. | |
When we' re alone. | |
I' m cautious, not selfconscious. | |
The writer of the wrongs. | |
Our hidden track that screams like heart attacks. | |
I' ve captured in this song. | |
That we scream out loud. | |
Telling us it' s hard to find. | |
And on this cagelike stage. | |
You lose your breath while I lose my mind. | |
So settle down this tale could become a reality. | |
With no more reasons to daydream. And hopes of an ending. | |
And lets go back to a time when we were like characters. | |
Searching for the climax. And it' s sweeter as a fiction. |