When you were there he was there talking your ear off.
Tangier is lit with neon skies that light my nerves up.
Your words mean nothing, your sweat means nothing,
it just gets our agent paid.
To keep the stories down, to keep the stories straight.
She kind of strays and starts to dance up on the
dance floor.
Backing up, he starts to dance up on the dance floor.
Dilated, and I can hardly take anymore.
My bodys shaking, and I can hardly take anymore.
Once your holding I cant get enough, and what your bumping I cant get enough.
Once I got it, whoa. And I got it, whoa.
They pull you out from the moment
you start to hesitate.
A choir of voices and the cadence my breath imitates.
My lungs gave out but it was only seconds that I take.
In a sea of red cups we are about to drop.
She kind of strays and starts to dance up on the
dance floor.
Backing up, he starts to dance up on the dance floor.
Dilated, and I can hardly take anymore.
My bodys shaking, and I can hardly take anymore.
Once your holding I cant get enough, and what your bumping I cant get enough.
Once I got it, whoa. And I got it, whoa.
credits
from Victorian Halls Ep,
released February 28, 2010
Music (Victorian Halls) Lyrics (Lenart)
Recorded and Produced by Jonathan Clardy
Mastered at Bombshelter.
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