Comets & Zombies Songtext
von Slowly Slowly
Comets & Zombies Songtext
You′re feeling a little
Ashamed by how it works
We sleep in a little coma
Until one of us says it hurts
I'm fading away
But I′ve sold it to myself
And that's the thing about addiction
You only trust the cards you're dealt
I hate it
I don′t want to see my life
Through black plates dilated
I want to make it right
I may be a little
Unchained to hit the street
Flipped the mattress on the floor now
I don′t really want to eat
You look so pretty
I strum the notches in your ribs
I don't like to think about it
But I love you, we should kiss
I hate it
I don′t want to see my life
Through black plates dilated
I want to make it right
To be honest, baby, I
Don't like your hair that way
You kind of look like a comet
Burning out to impress
All the stars you hate
The neighbors hear us as we talk like zombies
Hey, wait, I need to stroke your face
You kind of look like a comet
Burning out, I don′t want you to die this way
Just wait
Just one more day
When I was little
I couldn't wait to see it all
I wish I′d found you then
We'd go straight to city hall
We'd do it right
I would have stood up straight
I′m so sorry for this loop
Here in hell for heaven′s sake
I made this
It just can't be my life
Sitting, wishing, waiting
Pushing on a knife
To be honest, baby, I
Don′t like your hair that way
You kind of look like a comet
Burning out to impress
All the stars you hate
The neighbors hear us as we talk like zombies
Hey, wait, I need to stroke your face
You kind of look like a comet
Burning out, I don't want you to die this way
Just wait
Just one more day
Just one more day
Just one more day
Just one more day
Just wait
Just one more day
Ashamed by how it works
We sleep in a little coma
Until one of us says it hurts
I'm fading away
But I′ve sold it to myself
And that's the thing about addiction
You only trust the cards you're dealt
I hate it
I don′t want to see my life
Through black plates dilated
I want to make it right
I may be a little
Unchained to hit the street
Flipped the mattress on the floor now
I don′t really want to eat
You look so pretty
I strum the notches in your ribs
I don't like to think about it
But I love you, we should kiss
I hate it
I don′t want to see my life
Through black plates dilated
I want to make it right
To be honest, baby, I
Don't like your hair that way
You kind of look like a comet
Burning out to impress
All the stars you hate
The neighbors hear us as we talk like zombies
Hey, wait, I need to stroke your face
You kind of look like a comet
Burning out, I don′t want you to die this way
Just wait
Just one more day
When I was little
I couldn't wait to see it all
I wish I′d found you then
We'd go straight to city hall
We'd do it right
I would have stood up straight
I′m so sorry for this loop
Here in hell for heaven′s sake
I made this
It just can't be my life
Sitting, wishing, waiting
Pushing on a knife
To be honest, baby, I
Don′t like your hair that way
You kind of look like a comet
Burning out to impress
All the stars you hate
The neighbors hear us as we talk like zombies
Hey, wait, I need to stroke your face
You kind of look like a comet
Burning out, I don't want you to die this way
Just wait
Just one more day
Just one more day
Just one more day
Just one more day
Just wait
Just one more day
Writer(s): Benjamin Bailey Stewart Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

