Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Fed Up, artist - AM Taxi. Album song We Don't Stand a Chance, in the genre Альтернатива
Date of issue: 26.01.2011
Record label: Tunecore
Song language: English
Fed Up |
Nikki had the wildest of hearts, |
And a story that’ll tear you apart. |
She’s got her father’s eyes and his credit card. |
Nikki had the wildest of hearts. |
Living in the town was a drag, |
The more you shrunk the more you sank. |
She said we may as well sleep in body bags, |
Living in the town was a drag. |
(ooooh na-na-na) |
There was trouble waiting to begin, |
Pressure rising up again. |
There was a bad idea at an ATM, |
There was trouble waiting to begin. |
We climb to the roof to watch the drag race sunset, |
Beneath the power lines. |
It’s cars versus dusk tonight, |
Before the vampires come alive. |
She’s screaming |
Chorus |
Wake up, is anyone else getting fed up? |
Holding out for the wishing well, |
To pull us from the wreck. |
Stand up, stand up, |
We won’t be the faded ones. |
Another silhouette, |
Is anyone else getting sick? |
(whoaaaaa) |
We were doused and ready to ignite. |
Out on the time bomb summer night. |
We were hooked by then to the other side, |
Waiting to ignite. |
(ooooh na-na-na) |
There was trouble waiting to begin, |
We were radiating heat again. |
There was some bad ideas at the ATM. |
There’s no chance for recovering. |
She’s screaming, |
Chorus |
Wake up, is anyone else getting fed up? |
Holding out for the wishing well, |
To pull us from the wreck. |
AM TAXI lyrics at |
Stand up, stand up, |
We’ll be the faded ones. |
Another silhouette, |
Is anyone else getting sick? |
Solo |
We were raised in the good ole ways on the newest lies. |
Fast talk, cable box, fossilized. |
And Nicole said nights like this |
There’s not a pulse in this ghost town. |
Now the power has burned up |
And the trapping got closed down. |
We climb to the roof to watch the drag race sunset, |
Beneath the power lines. |
It’s cars versus dusk tonight, |
Before the vampires come alive. |
She’s screaming, |
Chorus |
Wake up, is anyone else getting fed up? |
Holding out for the wishing well, |
To pull us from the wreck. |
Stand up, stand up, |
We’ll be the faded ones. |
Another silhouette, |
Is anyone else getting sick? |