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Artiste:
Matt Webb
Titre:
Landslide
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I'm looking at you on deck for a landslide All skyline blue and car crash white Long moved away from where I should be I still struggle deep into the night hear an impact sound a dirty ballpark brown I can let this bruise I can hate the news In the middle of your bloodshot eyes I see you long for the summer When all the time in the world was yours And the rest never mattered I can see through the middle of your sorry eyes That always change their colour, That saying goodbye don't mean what it used to Stuck beneath the landslide In your hands to see your lifeline Twist and turn, you're rough alright Tip-toein' back to where i should be I struggled deep into the night Hear an impact sound Don't turn around I can let this bruise I can hate the news In the middle of your bloodshot eyes I see you long for the summer When all the time in the world was yours And the rest never mattered I can see through the middle of your sorry eyes That always change their colour Then saying goodbye don't mean what it used to Stuck beneath the landslide Stuck beneath the landslide Stuck beneath the landslide In the middle fo your bloodshot eyes I see you long for the summer Hear an impact sound Hear an impact sound In the middle of your bloodshot eyes I see you long for the summer When all the time in the world was yours And the rest never mattered I can see through the middle of your sorry eyes That always change their colour Then saying goodbye don't mean what it used to Stuck beneath the landslide In the middle of your bloodshot eyes I see you long for the summer When all the time in the world was yours And the rest never mattered I can see through the middle of your sorry eyes That always change their colour Then saying goodbye don't mean what it used to Stuck beneath the landslide