Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Bells, artist - Atta Boy. Album song Out of Sorts, in the genre АльтернативаDate of issue: 22.01.2013
Record label: Atta Boy
Song language: English
Bells |
| Sitting in the backseat |
| going, going with that wind |
| Save, save me from that old stress |
| My shoes are wet with rain |
| stomping in every puddle |
| will take the dirt from my old dress |
| Laying on the floor now |
| painting with every color |
| pearls will fall far from the sky |
| Can I say I’m insane now? |
| bird of a different feather |
| but treat me like any other goodbye |
| Bells will ring |
| and I’ll follow you to the grave |
| So listen, babe |
| And I’ll tell you to be brave |
| We’ve got those feet |
| I’ll walk, walk for miles |
| you can’t say I barely tried for gold |
| I’m the dusty corners |
| in the basement of your home |
| sweep me up and search for what you told |
| I’m the empty glass |
| on your barren little bed stand |
| drink from me those final drops of bourbon |
| I’m the one who loves |
| all the better things about you |
| but thankfully to you I’m just a burden |
| Bells will ring |
| and I’ll follow you to the grave |
| So listen, babe |
| And I’ll tell you to be brave |
| Tell me a story |
| just listen mighty closely |
| I’m not who you think I am |
| I’ll tell you a story |
| just listen mighty closely |
| I’m not who you think I am |
| Bells will ring |
| and I’ll follow you to the grave |
| So listen, babe |
| and I’ll tell you to be brave |