The breeze in the night time would kill you stone dead It was the message I heard when the company said "There is no warning and there is no future" I like the way they treat me but I hate the way they use her I hate the way they use her
I never really read I spent the day in bed And my hair was red And my eyes weren't dead I was a cool cool kid on the curbstone scene And the lights in my eyes they were evergreen Like you never seen
The breeze in the night time would kill you stone dead It was the message I heard when the company said "There is no warning and there is no future" I like the way they treat me but I hate the way they use her I hate the way they use
Well, I never really read I spent the day in bed And my hair was red And my eyes weren't dead I was a cool cool kid on the curbstone scene And the lights in my eyes they were evergreen Just like you've never seen before
They said the breeze in the night time would kill you stone dead It was the message I heard when the company said "There is no warning, there's no future" I like the way they treat me but I hate the way they use her I hate the way they use
Hey love Hey love Are you hanging on? Hey love Hey love Are you hanging on? Are you hanging on?
Compositores: Carlos Ramos O Connell (Carlos O Connell) (IMRO), Conor Patrick Curley (IMRO), Conor Patrick Deegan (Deego) (IMRO), Grian Alexander Chatten (IMRO), Thomas Patrick Coll (Tom Coll) (IMRO)Editor: Domino Publishing Company Ltd (PRS)ECAD verificado obra #21774663 em 14/Mai/2024