Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The walker, artist - Christine and the Queens. Date of issue: 08.11.2018
Song language: English
The walker |
| I am out, for a walk |
| And I will not be back until they’re staining my skin |
| This is how I chose to talk with some violent hits |
| Violent blossoms akin |
| Every night I do walk, and if there, looking down not referring my chin |
| This is how I chose to talk with some violent hits |
| Violent blossoms akin |
| That’s a way to truly be seen |
| By furiously scheming in |
| Forget the jewels |
| I’m livid, friends are shutting out |
| Fine on their own |
| Blood on my cheeks, birds come by |
| One of my stomps and they fly |
| People politely smile to make sure I won’t come any closer |
| I am out, for a walk |
| And I will not be back until they’re staining my skin |
| This is how I chose to talk with some violent hits |
| Violent blossoms akin |
| Every night I do walk, and if there, looking down not referring my chin |
| This is how I chose to talk with some violent hits |
| Violent blossoms akin |
| Now |
| A swollen eye is for days |
| Of curious calm, snow in May |
| Way better off on my own |
| Since no one cries there’s no one to blame |
| It hurts, I feel everything |
| As my sense of self’s wearing thin |
| Such pains can be a delight |
| Far from when I could drown in my shame |
| I am out, for a walk |
| And I will not be back until they’re staining my skin |
| This is how I chose to talk with some violent hits |
| Violent blossoms akin |
| Every night I do walk, and if there, looking down not referring my chin |
| This is how I chose to talk with some violent hits |
| Violent blossoms akin |