गीत निर्देशांक
ENमूल बोल
अनुवाद अभी उपलब्ध नहीं है। मूल बोल दिखाए जा रहे हैं।
By the number of punctures
This thing should be more deflated
But it's buoyant enough
For the both of us
On a darkening sea
Gathered clouds and tired speech
A fair breeze should see us home
We won't, we won't let it
We move so fast
I can never keep up
In the wheeze and rasp
Of this cowards lament
Borders and statelines
Will never define me
And this place I am
Isn't where I wanna be
Everything I create is basically Tinder
And drier than kindling
I first bought to keep us warm
In that freezing house
With the mould on the walls
And broken glass on the floors
We move so fast
I can never keep up
In the wheeze and rasp
Of this cowards lament
Borders and statelines
Will never define me
And this place I am
Isn't where I wanna be
We move so fast
I can never keep up
In the wheeze and rasp
Of this cowards lament
Broken fingers and broken spirit
Living from minute to minute
And his place I am
God damn, it owes me
