There's a feast, well prepared, at the table, And a beast, licking holes, in your door, Make a break just as soon as your able, To run, get out of this hole, before it takes your soul
I don't know how to hide, Keep my shadow alive, It's easy to defend, The logic of a friend And i don't know how to tell, is it heaven or hell That i'll be going to Just as long as i'm there with you.
Theres a clock Ticking slow, on the table As the light, finds the cracks in your door Make a break just as soon as your able To run, hold on to your soul, before it take you whole
I don't know how to hide, Keep my shadow alive, It's easy to defend, The logic of a friend And i don't know how to tell, if it's heaven or hell That i'll be going to Just as long as i'm there with you.
Compositor: Damon Michael Gough (Badly Drawn Boy) (PRS)Editores: Badly Drawn Boy Music Ltd, Kobalt Music Pub Ltd (ABRAMUS)Publicado em 2004ECAD verificado obra #3594744 e fonograma #3009522 em 05/Mai/2024 com dados da UBEM