The bright white of your eyes A passing glance I couldn't miss What are you looking for Who paints the white out on your lids You keep your lips shaped focused Let's start a fire to this And watch it burn down Every morning We must be drugged on poison I swear we won't remember it We know that this feeling's foreign Prescribed by an alien Mr Spaceman Mr Spaceman Won't you take my hand And pack this memory Into an elegant bag A keepsake
You keep your lips shaped focused Let's start a fire to this And watch it burn down Every morning We just be drugged on poison I swear we won't remember it We wrote, don't forget this feeling I swear we won't remember it Oh no We must be druggedTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
