Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Le Facteur, artist - Cecil Otter. Album song Rebel Yellow, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 13.05.2013
Record label: Strange Famous
Song language: English
Le Facteur |
Do you feel like no one needs you? |
Do you feel like all the joy is gone? |
When a bitter dream, cracks through your grinning mask: |
Look beyond the shattered pieces |
And clear the wreckage |
I got a closet full of broken legs that I don’t wanna stand on |
It’s planned wrong. |
It’s like, «I don’t understand, Mom.» |
The same, sad song and dance gone awry, on demand |
On the fly, cross the land, by and by, ride or die |
Left high and dry, run into the sandbar |
Praying for a high tide or a run-in with the land shark |
A landmark, anything that signifies a hope |
That I’ll be going back to charting open water. |
I can taste it |
Face it. |
It’s time to let the birds out of their cages |
I’m out of my patience. |
I ain’t seen a lighthouse in ages |
Pages are cluttered, I’m undercover |
Wishing for a lover, while I’m singing for my supper, like: |
And she dances like the ocean |
By candlelight. |
A fan of my devotion |
A phantom of the floating opera |
And she honored my system |
But I’m the victim |
She brought a pax on my wisdom |
Blood-drunk with an incurable hangover |
And I’m unsure if I’ll stay sober |
It’s like, I know it ain’t over |
Your heart belongs to me now, but it’s certain to change owners |
And it’s that strange odor, more than fishy |
That’s got me warped and shifty, fishing in a lost cause |
Lock, stock, and two smoking earlobes. |
Some third-grade De Niro |
With a hero complex, zeroed in and singing |
And dancing, for the bullets flying at my feet |
While I feed her hunger, she’s harassing me |
But I turn it around, casually |
Light a match and watch her laugh-factory burn to the ground |
She holds that pose, where no grass grows |
Just a cold black rose, on an old back road |
And she dances like the ocean |
By candlelight. |
A fan of my demotion |
A phantom of the floating opera |
And she honored my system |
But I’m the victim |
She brought a pax on my wisdom |
And she dances like the ocean |
By candlelight. |
A fan of my devotion |
A phantom of the floating opera |
Why should we be at such desperate haste to succeed? |
And in such desperate enterprises? |
Look beyond the shattered pieces |
And clear the wreckage |