paroles de chanson Pace and Pitch - Vanbot

Quiet room
Between busy roads
I remember
Us painting these walls
Pour oblivion on my skin
Pour it
You said she's all that you need
Like an outgrown dream

Still the neighbors
Are rushing to catch the bus
And the kids
Keep growing out of their clothes

3 am
And I'm wide awake
Your side of the bed
Is even colder than when you're there
'Cause you're with her
And you say its definite
You talk like there was no us
It's kind of true it was all you, you, you

Still the neighbors
Are rushing to catch the bus
And the kids
Keep growing out of their clothes
And the radio
Plays the same songs
But the pace and the pitch is different

But the pace and the pitch is different
I swear, the pace and the pitch is different