North Circular-Real Lies

歌手 : Real Lies
专辑 : Real Life
语种 : 英语
时长 : 05:13

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TXT North Circular-Real Lies 文本歌词

North Circular (北环) - Real Lies
You're tired like a dog in the rain
Bag on my shoulder and a pocket full of change
To buses' mercy in the early morning light
What did you do on Saturday night
Please take me back to where I used to be
The road we used to share together you and me
I can't say if were right or true or wrong
All I can say is I know where I belong
Post ties family white lines and the irish times
The men who drink in a roll pubs and raid flyers
All lost in the same sea
I hear them say its all yours maestro if you just give in to me
Give in to me
Suicide bridge in that morning watch
The roll fumes and fake wires and things that pick up and kick off
And the roar of the spit on the road it's essential reservation
The rapturous players at the petrol station
I love the smell of the fumes coming through the window
But you always rolled the window up
So I'll have a cigarette and play with the crescendo
I never knew but I had to give up
These days on the wrong side of the window
Thought I saw your place you didn't let me in though
These days I say sorry a lot more
Never sure if its the bailiffs at the door
But I still walk the same road at night
Watch the same rain melt the same lights
Bag on my shoulder and a pocket full of rage
How many late nights does it take you to change
Always thought you are holding me back but
It turns out you were just holding me together work
Make your move cause I'm big time crash and burn
I worked for years in the hills never hero
Suicide bridge in that morning watch
The roll fumes and fake wires and things that pick up and kick off
And the roar of the spit on the road it's essential reservation
The rapturous players at the petrol station
Come down off the hill the lights in the distance glimmering
Will shine a light for me and a little for you too
Or so I thought
Or so I thought
These days on the wrong side of the window
Thought I saw your place you didn't let me in though
These days I say sorry a lot more
Never sure if its the bailiffs at the door
But I still walk the same streets at night
Watch the same rain melt the same lights
Bag on my shoulder and a pocket full of rage
How many late nights does it take you to change