[Lyric] Aeroplanes (The Paradise Motel)

Built life out of glory boxes
Scaling maiden names
And finger spells on my walls
In red dust, say

We scrape away the concrete
On the bricks
Out here between the earth loops
And the refrigerator hums
Beneath the flight paths

Most nights
I wanna shoot them down
Most nights
Most nights
I wanna shoot them down
Most nights

After you
Too tired to sunset you
After you
Too tired to sunset you
Once we stood in the garden
In the city
Guarded, unguarded
When we could

Oh, hook on my belt which is too wide
Two wires from my neighbours
Are holes in belts

Most nights
I wanna shoot them down
Most nights
Most nights
I wanna shoot them down
Most nights

(Too tired to)
(To tired two)
(Two tired too)
(Too tired to)

Most nights
(Too tired to)
I wanna shoot them down
Most nights
(Too tired to)
Most nights
(Too tired to)
I wanna shoot them down
Most nights
(Too tired to)