paroles de chanson Frying Paint - Demo - Archive

Set this city a light
Set this city a light
Set this city a light
Set this, city a light

See us, through the cracks, we're staring at your backs
We're crumpled under foot
Scared to look like a thing I thought of for a second
Then just took what was that my friend

Set this city a light
Set this city a light
Set this city a light
Set this city a light

Meet the saint, the frying paint maker of the sun
On the track of dirt, he's glued, nowhere left to run
Crusted lips, happy lies
He tells himself the rain won't hurt
Just a drop could make it stop, make it stop

Set this city a light
Set this city a light
Set this city a light
Set this city a light

All colours washed away again
All colours washed away again
All colours washed away again
All colours washed away again

(All colours washed away again)
Set this city a light
(All colours washed away again)
Set this city a light
(All colours washed away again)
Set this city a light
(All colours washed away again)
Set this city a light

Hit the bars, the dusty bowls
Cars are taking empty souls 'round rabbit holes
The saint is looking to the sky
The clouds they have a story to come
Illicit loving with the sun

Set this city a light
Set this city a light
Set this city a light
Set this city a light

Washed away again
All colours washed away again
All colours