Letra de Look Out - James Vincent Mcmorrow

Out, with a golden drizzle
And a lower past that crawls
Now, to the doorway to run
So the girl is not lost

I was looking out, peeking over, I was lurking
In the corner, fare the flint the soul
I've heard it's all the same
And I hope I'm alive, of course
When it does does hit the sun

Now, when I pass through the gate
I will die with your hand
So, I have gathered your craze
And I replaced them with mine

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I was looking out, peeking over, I was lurking
In the corner, fare the flint the soul
I've heard it's all the same
And I hope I'm still alive, of course
When it does hit the sun

You'll be lucky once
Waiting for the send around
When the summer comes
Dry tears from my eyes
So you cover up
As the weather starts to change
And you settle in
And the business it remains