I can swear I feel the beating of a cold, cold heart Or there's a chill 'cause it's showing through your clothing And as far as I can tell there's nothing
Round and round the dial turns Your finger itches but your vanity hurts And so you cross your friends off one by one Either they're busy or they are no
Here come the swooping hawks down blocks we've all forgotten Clutching old friends in their talons Down from the sky to the way back of his mind To pick
All these winter days barely go by All the light has gone I don't know why Now I need a friend to do me right or ride on in You need a helping hand to
Hey, arms of the ocean reach out for you Rusty pipes, can?t help calling for you too The brine is finer than wine but be careful not to drink too much
Ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, sha, doo, be, doo Ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, sha, doo Guess I got in trouble too, nothing left for me to do I guess I forgot to play it
There are so many signs, the end is now Our leader told us so besides We follow him blind, to and fro Wherever he decides to go He speaks, we listen
My eyes go where I say so but not always And not when you walk by And my feet move where I tell them to But not when they are chasing after you And now
It's showing in your face, you're out night after night Came with a hungry heart, losing my appetite Hours just keep passing by, I'll start wondering
up to this moment today Quarantine The rock and the hard place I'm between Quarantine, quarantine Quarantine And it was you I did this for I put the dead
Just one touch, that's enough And it's like pushing comes to shove I think you like this way too much I think you're way fucked up Four hands fight,
is so steep and things are heavier Hear it now, the night is calling us Wave your hands and summon the spirits up Tonight, tonight, tonight We raise the dead
hole is so steep And things are heavier Hear it now, the night is calling us Wave your hands and summon the spirits up Tonight, tonight, tonight we raise the dead
Tulkojums: Phantom Planet. Paaugstināt Dead.
in trouble, huh? Black clouds are upon us And it?s doomsday on the other side of town. That boy survived a severed head When most would just give up for dead
I can swear I can feel the beating of a cold cold heart Or there's a chill, 'cause it's showing through your clothing And as far as I can tell There'
Just one touch That's enough And it's like pushing comes to shove I think you like this way too much I think you're way fucked up Four hands fight Two
