Paroles de A Man a City

Concrete cold face Cased in steel Blind sign stick race Taste and peel Dream slot time past Pasteboard smile Lost soul, lost trace Waste your while Yeah Yeah Glass eye, sharp cut Color bomb Greased hand, teeth hide Shuffle low Scream wheel light beam Neon spell Lost soul, lost trace Lost in hell Concrete cold face Cased in steel Blind sign stick race Taste and peel Dream slot time past Pasteboard smile Lost soul, lost trace Waste your while Thank you Thank you, we'd like to play a song from the album now It's called, uh, epitaph