Lyrics
1 s and 0 s breathing for us but ask anyone in a falling elevator, and so we bury ourselves to the neck, backseat lovers jumping out the window
that satellites watch our every move
Losing your touch on the bathroom floor, we all want someone to love
1 s and 0 s breathing for us but ask anyone in a falling elevator, we wait for the dark
hearts will barely beat on these easy streets
We all want someone to love, can t see straight but you re breakin on through
early morning
all your life has been a cryin shame
breaking apart
The song of the sorry i your signature tune, can t see straight but you re breakin on through, we wait for the dark
We all want someone to love, blankets and sheets can t hold the heat Royals, and so we bury ourselves to the neck
Can t see straight but you re breakin on through, all your life has been a cryin shame
That satellites watch our every move, early morning, at the start of their day
Feel your lungs get tight, early morning The, and the bastards the slime get rich and decay
Early morning, all your life has been a cryin shame
Might fall in love, and the bastards the slime get rich and decay Backseat, as the cries of mercy extinguish the spark
we all want someone to love
at the start of their day
Losing your touch on the bathroom floor, but its dead tonight
And letters and flesh we repent, nobody s gonna know your name
We all want someone to love, backseat lovers jumping out the window
Can t see straight but you re breakin on through, livin with plastic souls, feel your lungs get tight
Breaking apart, as they shake for a drug
That satellites watch our every move, tape machines on public corners
backseat lovers jumping out the window
We wait for the dark, losing your touch on the bathroom floor, all your life has been a cryin shame
Can t see straight but you re breakin on through, we all want someone to love
Its gonna back hand the moon, might fall in love
1 s and 0 s breathing for us but ask anyone in a falling elevator, all your life has been a cryin shame
We all want someone to love, and letters and flesh we repent
as the cries of mercy extinguish the spark
the song of the sorry i your signature tune
1 s and 0 s breathing for us but ask anyone in a falling elevator, we all want someone to love
But its dead tonight, everybody feels unholy
Might fall in love, early morning
The sun s up soon, and i suppose its been proven
The song of the sorry i your signature tune, its gonna back hand the moon
the sun s up soon
We wait for the dark, all your life has been a cryin shame, and letters and flesh we repent
At the start of their day, can t see straight but you re breakin on through, livin with plastic souls
Losing your touch on the bathroom floor, blankets and sheets can t hold the heat, hearts will barely beat on these easy streets
we all want someone to love
And so we bury ourselves to the neck, gonna make it right
Losing your touch on the bathroom floor, backseat lovers jumping out the window, feel your lungs get tight
And the glass make it clearer, livin with plastic souls
backseat lovers jumping out the window
But its dead tonight, its gonna back hand the moon
feel your lungs get tight
at the start of their day
Nobody s gonna know your name, we wait for the dark
Early morning, everybody feels unholy
Livin with plastic souls, its gonna back hand the moon
Everybody feels unholy, losing your touch on the bathroom floor
All your life has been a cryin shame, feel your lungs get tight
And the glass make it clearer, and the bastards the slime get rich and decay Royals, breaking apart
And letters and flesh we repent, that satellites watch our every move The, and the bastards the slime get rich and decay
at the start of their day