Islands Songtext
von Sick City
Islands Songtext
I can feel it in my bones now, my bones now
Oh god, oh god, oh woah
Cityscape breeze, think good and nice
We are islands and these are our straits
I got myself over with this crap
Yeah, yeah
Can you feel it in your bones now, my bones now
Oh god, oh god, oh woah
Cityscape flies, how much skin can we hide?
We are islands and this is our life
I got myself over with this crap
Yeah, yeah
I got myself over with you
I got myself over with you
I got myself over with you
I got myself over with you
I got myself over with
Go!
I got myself over with this crap
Yeah, yeah
I got myself over with you
I got myself over with you
I got myself over with you
(Oh, I can feel it)
(And it′s so real)
(Yeah, I can feel it)
We are islands
(Oh, I can feel it)
(And it's so real)
(Yeah, I can feel it)
I got myself over
Oh god, oh god, oh woah
Cityscape breeze, think good and nice
We are islands and these are our straits
I got myself over with this crap
Yeah, yeah
Can you feel it in your bones now, my bones now
Oh god, oh god, oh woah
Cityscape flies, how much skin can we hide?
We are islands and this is our life
I got myself over with this crap
Yeah, yeah
I got myself over with you
I got myself over with you
I got myself over with you
I got myself over with you
I got myself over with
Go!
I got myself over with this crap
Yeah, yeah
I got myself over with you
I got myself over with you
I got myself over with you
(Oh, I can feel it)
(And it′s so real)
(Yeah, I can feel it)
We are islands
(Oh, I can feel it)
(And it's so real)
(Yeah, I can feel it)
I got myself over
Writer(s): Dorian Preston Paszkowski, Josh Owen Youngson, Joel Andre Neufeld, Theodore J Stevenson, Dave James Grabowski Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

