paroles de chanson Waiting For The Storm - Turboweekend

You're in the bushes, kicking up dirt
Ghost lover creeping up under Your skirt
Digging old bones, out of the ground
Striking matches just to hear the sound
There is a fire, in Your head tonight

By all the br...
And You're walking on glass
Everything around You is moving so fast
Nothing I started, is going to last
I'll be waiting, waiting for the storm to pass
To pass, to pass
Waiting for the storm
To pass, to pass
Waiting for the storm

You're sleeping over, in a strange bed
In the kitchen, You're baking up the strange bread.
Rumors are spinning, faster than ever before
You play it safe, keeping Yor face, close to the floor.
Flipping beedles, just to watch them fight.

By all the br...???
And You're walking on glass
Everything around You is moving so fast
Nothing I started, is going to last
I'll be waiting, waiting for the storm to pass
To pass, to pass
Waiting for the storm
To pass, to pass
Waiting for the storm
To pass, to pass
Waiting for the storm
To pass, to pass
Waiting for the storm

There's a new...???, it a new game
You're beeing swalloved, by a new wave.
The invisible hand, is writing fire on the wall
Pushing...??? on the pillars, to see if they'll fall
Don't like...???, into the mercury line

By all the br...
And You're walking on glass
Everything around You is moving so fast
Nothing I started, is going to last
I'll be waiting, waiting for the storm to pass