paroles de chanson The Night Slows - 222

She sets the course for one world around her and
Puts the cherry out in her bed

She blames the cause on her indecision
And makes her way out the window instead

It headlines the street signs

The nightime moves by in a fancy dress

The deadtime is only when the day starts to slow

Drift inside your head

You awake out from inside the corner of her

Away from everything that′s different than you can pretend

Assured theres nothing that waits outside the wind
That matters now it's your time that truly depends

You made out you promised

To start a new life but now
It′s all wet

Your day bleeds into eveything
That stops you from your decided
Indifference.

Feels fine with her
Make it last a round
Feels fine with her
Make it last a round with her again.
Feels fine
Uh whoa
Uh whoa
Uh whoa
Uh whoa
Feels fine
Ahhh
Ahhhhh