Bloc Party - Like eating glass
Tekst :
It s so cold in this house
Open mouth swallowing us
The children sent home from school
Will not stop crying
And I know that you re busy too
I know that you care
You got your finger on the pulse
You got your eyes everywhere
And it hurts all the time when you don t return my calls
And you haven t got the time to remember how it was
It s so cold in this house
It s so cold in this house
I can t eat, I can t sleep
I can t sleep, I can t dream
An aversion to light
Got a fear of the ocean
Like drinking poison, like eating glass
It s so cold in this house
Come and show me how it was
We ve got crosses on our eyes
Been walking into the walls again
We ve got crosses on our eyes
Been walking into the furniture
We ve got crosses on our eyes
For richer, for poorer, for better, for worse
We ve got crosses on our eyes
We ve been walking into the furniture
Inne utwory
Compliments Staying fat This modern love Srxt On Uniform Plans Flux Kreuzberg Positive tension The marshals are dead Long shot Secrets The present Price of gas Atonement So here we are Losowe utwory
Destiny
Questioning the connection with some
Divinity
Is there something for me?
I’m stretching out my faith
I have tasted all the things this world has offered me
It has left me thirsty for something this world cannot see
Shine down on me
If You’re the one who loved me before the stars were made
Shine down on me
If...
I remember you
From a long time ago
When my eyes were new
It could be just a feeling
But I don t think so
I m trusting all my senses
That s how I know
I remember you
I remember...
What Child is this Who, laid to rest
On Mary?s lap is sleeping?
Whom angels greet with anthems sweet,
While shepherds watch are keeping?
This, This is Christ the King,
Whom shepherds guard and angels sing;
Haste, haste, to bring Him laud,
The...
Oh, ooh, oh, oh...
There was a time when I
Thought I had no good in me.
There was a time when I
Was too blind to see.
But deep beneath the cold defeat
Under the snow,
You could see something in...
Chorus:
Cool, refreshing cool, (ooh ooh)
It taste best with you
Add that sugar baby in my pink lemonade
[Da Brat]
If ya thirstay I could possibly slide down your throat
If you work may let s say we skip the foreplay...