Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Tip Toe, artist - Bodi Bill. Album song Next Time, in the genre Танцевальная музыкаDate of issue: 15.05.2008
Record label: Sinnbus
Song language: English
Tip Toe |
| Don’t wanna sit here flinch and wait |
| Till the day has switched it’s blade |
| Guess he’s been talking on his phone |
| Convincing fish to swim back home |
| If hands spread words they just can’t grab |
| To bring back home nothing but crap |
| Our crappy children fall for holes |
| Where giants’ll step right onto their very souls |
| Please, mr. |
| landslide take my hand |
| And pull me out of this fucking sand |
| We all need woods to dive into |
| And perfect slumber for me and you |
| What a perfect luxury this is |
| How come we’re waiting for a fix |
| While chapels wake up every sound |
| And happy coupples all around |
| Fuck your walls, I’m coming down |
| Black out that overrated sound |
| Where’s your shore? |
| I can’t see the ground |
| There ain’t no planets for this sinking town |