Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song I Form, artist - Baths. Album song Romaplasm, in the genre Электроника
Date of issue: 16.11.2017
Record label: anticon
Song language: English
I Form |
Graduates of tablature, a bouquet of garages |
Put a snout to those mirages, inhaling till we bust |
I’m sixteen and I’m unit, our instruments can do it |
Every house show that we blew it, you couldn’t get to us |
As fever slips the ill into bouts of shivering |
So do my vivid out-of-body sweat-glossed bleatings |
Witness close distance with your loudest feelings |
Come free in camradery |
As fever slips the ill into bouts of shivering |
So do my vivid out-of-body sweat-glossed bleatings |
Witness close distance with your loudest feelings |
Come free in camaraderie |
While the rapture is young |
Dote on the friends of your love |
The least we suffer is with each other |
Bedlam, but spun in a loom |
From silks of the Moon go the bands of my youth |
My loose performing body has all remaining moves |
Flaunting my camaraderie in groups |
As fever slips the ill into bouts of shivering |
So do my vivid out-of-body sweat-glossed bleatings |
Witness close distance with your loudest feelings |
Come free in camaraderie |
As fever slips the ill into bouts of shivering |
So do my vivid out-of-body sweat-glossed bleatings |
Witness close distance with your loudest feelings |
Come free in camaraderie |
While the rapture is young |
Dote on the friends of your love |