Paroles de Nicotine Lips
Quit trying to fan the flamesLet the embers settle in
'Cause nothing gold can stay
But you can always spray paint it again
Forever hide the shame of your stiled creativity
Smoke your life down to the filter
'til you're coming close to blowing smoke
So recognice your ghost is running out of rope
Say it now or hold your peace
Feel it bounce around your brain
What makes the suffering sweet
Is the insurmountable pain
Dried up and obsolete
Your ugly pride can't exactly abstain
Smoke your life down to the filter
'til you're coming close to blowing smoke
So recognize your ghost is running out of rope
Now drop the anchor through
The floorboards of your boat
And let the crashing waves
Fill your lungs 'til you choke
'til you're coming close to blowing smoke
So recognice your ghost is running out of rope
Say it now or hold your peace
Feel it bounce around your brain
What makes the suffering sweet
Is the insurmountable pain
Dried up and obsolete
Your ugly pride can't exactly abstain
Smoke your life down to the filter
'til you're coming close to blowing smoke
So recognize your ghost is running out of rope
Now drop the anchor through
The floorboards of your boat
And let the crashing waves
Fill your lungs 'til you choke
Paroles powered by LyricFind
