Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Collene, artist - Black Marble. Album song It's Immaterial, in the genre ЭлектроникаDate of issue: 13.10.2016
Record label: Ghostly International
Song language: English
Collene |
| Hear me knocking on your window slow |
| Don’t turn around to go |
| I hear your doubt |
| I’ll reply with the sins of our whole town |
| Your hesitation’s only natural |
| In my younger days, I built a wall |
| Hiding from the favored sons outside the union hall |
| Don’t you know they had it all? |
| The Diltmores are dead |
| All the Diltmores are dead |
| My memory’s a mess |
| The millionaires are not impressed |
| You and I will make up all the rest |
| A stone creation never seemed so low |
| Don’t ask me why… I don’t know |
| Going down, you reply |
| «Your camera hit me right between my eyes.» |
| Your insecurity seems natural |
| In my younger days, I knew it all |
| Standing tall in the bathroom stall |
| I had the non-believers where I want |
| Always holding on |
| The Diltmores are dead |
| All the Diltmores are dead |
| My memory’s a mess |
| All the Diltmores are dead |
| Eating alone, what’s the conversation? |
| Everyone knows about what you said |
| Sitting at home, what’s the conversation? |
| Everyone knows why you’re stuck in bed |
| Hear me knocking on your window slow |
| Don’t turn around to go |
| I hear your doubt |
| I’ll reply with the sins of our whole town |