Текст Inkwell – Playing Footsie Is Beginning To Affect Our Friendship
Текст:
La la la la
La la la la la
La la la la
La la la la la
We must, we must
We must concede
To the urgency
Of the lonely roads
And awful things
Oh the scent is near
Is coming on way too strong
When the rules are all out
Pulling flesh from bone
Yeah
La la la la
La la la la la
We must, we must
We must believe
In fatal things
Like phone in hands
And awkward kisses
Well the scent is near
Is coming on way too strong
When the rules are all out
Pulling flesh from bone
Yeah
I never get it right the first time
I never get it right the first time
So maybe
Maybe this time
La la la la
La la la la la
La la la la
La la la la la
Oh the scent is near
Is coming on way too strong
When the rules are all out
Pulling flesh from bone
Yeah
I never get it right the first time
I never get it right the first time
I never get it right the first time
I never get it right the first time
So maybe
Maybe this time
The mourning will devour me whole
La la la la
La la la la la
La la la la
La la la la la
Devour me whole
