Текст песни Frying Paint - Archive

Set this city alight
Set this city alight
Set this city alight
Set this city alight

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 alight
Set this city alight
Set this city alight
Set this city alight

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 alight
Set this city alight
Set this city alight
Set this city alight

(All colours washed away again)
(All colours washed away again)
(All colours washed away again)

Set this city alight
(Saint, the frying paint)
Set this city alight
(Washed, oh)
Set this city alight
(Saint, the frying paint)
Set this city alight

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 alight
Set this city alight
Set this city alight
Set this city alight

(All colours washed away again)
(All colours washed away again)
(All colours)