Song: When The Leaves Failed Us Both
Viewed: 75 - Published at: 6 years ago
Artist: Lake Shore Drive
Year: 2021Viewed: 75 - Published at: 6 years ago
I can see through those guilty eyes
You're running out of space
Extra words, expended tears of you
Whatever it takes
To get yourself out of this mess
But "this help these" won't go your way
'Cause this is my town
This is my paradise, whoa
I am here through the griever
I hurt straight from the serpent's mouth
My friend won't let say "It is to be."
(Love would sail one like this)
Oh god oh god
How could this be so wrong
When it feels so right for me, whoa
Catastrophe meets apathy in one single kiss
Push aside the warning signs
You know you'rе going to this anyway
You feel her sweat drip down your neck
And all at oncе, I'm a nervous wreck
How can this be paradise, oh no
How can this be paradise?
I am here through the griever
I hurt straight from the serpent's mouth
My friend won't let say "It is to be."
(Love would sail one like this)
Oh god oh god
How could this be so wrong
When it feels so right for me, whoa
I am here, through the griever
I deserve on the serpent's mouth
I am here through the griever
I hurt straight from the serpent's mouth
My friend won't let say "It is to be."
(Love would sail one like this)
Oh god oh god
How could this be so wrong
When it feels so right for me, whoa
You're running out of space
Extra words, expended tears of you
Whatever it takes
To get yourself out of this mess
But "this help these" won't go your way
'Cause this is my town
This is my paradise, whoa
I am here through the griever
I hurt straight from the serpent's mouth
My friend won't let say "It is to be."
(Love would sail one like this)
Oh god oh god
How could this be so wrong
When it feels so right for me, whoa
Catastrophe meets apathy in one single kiss
Push aside the warning signs
You know you'rе going to this anyway
You feel her sweat drip down your neck
And all at oncе, I'm a nervous wreck
How can this be paradise, oh no
How can this be paradise?
I am here through the griever
I hurt straight from the serpent's mouth
My friend won't let say "It is to be."
(Love would sail one like this)
Oh god oh god
How could this be so wrong
When it feels so right for me, whoa
I am here, through the griever
I deserve on the serpent's mouth
I am here through the griever
I hurt straight from the serpent's mouth
My friend won't let say "It is to be."
(Love would sail one like this)
Oh god oh god
How could this be so wrong
When it feels so right for me, whoa
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