Paroles de Long Live the Lighthouse
And I stood in the kitchen like a coronerWith a seashell pressed against his ear
Terrified to breath, frantically trying to escape
The shining white lines on her arms and legs
Were attempts to regain control.
But god, did every one of them, make me feel helpless
A burning sensation fills the back of my throat
At the crash of the telephone line
My body, an empty and echoing valley
And I ran to my car like a heart attack
In a glass with lime and ice
Cold, sour, and whimpering
And I stood in the kitchen like a coroner
With a seashell against his ear
Terrified to breath, frantically trying to escape
The shining white lines on her arms and legs
Were attempts to regain control.
But god, did every one of them, make me feel helpless
And After 36 hours of I 90 driving
and 350 gallons of regular gasoline please wait for me please wait for me please wait for me im on my way.
Long live the lighthouse
A burning sensation fills the back of my throat
At the crash of the telephone line
My body, an empty and echoing valley
And I ran to my car like a heart attack
In a glass with lime and ice
Cold, sour, and whimpering
And I stood in the kitchen like a coroner
With a seashell against his ear
Terrified to breath, frantically trying to escape
The shining white lines on her arms and legs
Were attempts to regain control.
But god, did every one of them, make me feel helpless
And After 36 hours of I 90 driving
and 350 gallons of regular gasoline please wait for me please wait for me please wait for me im on my way.
Long live the lighthouse
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