Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Crooked Floors, artist - Comeback Kid. Date of issue: 30.09.2011
Song language: English
Crooked Floors |
| If I had the ability |
| I’d filter my vision. |
| I’d rather not to see. |
| Take me out of the picture. |
| Take me out of the picture. |
| I don’t know how to do this right. |
| We’ve hammered the point home. |
| Now it’s just a drag. |
| Take me out of the picture. |
| Take me out of the picture |
| Or you could feed me, 'cause I don’t want closure. |
| Feed me, 'cause I don’t want closure. |
| How long do I envision myself turning up on these crooked floors? |
| Wrestling stability. |
| Grasping on to anchor in without a plan. |
| I, I guess I’ve gotta spin it right. |
| We’re, we’re rather mixed up in the prime. |
| I’ve gotta spin it right. |
| Who am I kidding? |
| I don’t have the time. |
| (I'm turning up late for it. You’re never gonna sit and just wait for me.) |
| I see it backed up, set in a row. |
| When I have a moment I’ll let you know. |
| (I'm turning up late for it. You’re never gonna sit and just wait for me.) |
| While I’m waiting the next parade. |
| Too little, too late. |
| I thought I warned you yesterday. |
| While I’m living, I’m chasing. |
| I’m waiting for the next parade. |
| Don’t know if I fit the model anyway. |
| I’m waiting for the next… |
| I’m waiting for the next… |
| I’ve gotta spin it right. |
| We’re rather mixed up in the prime. |
| (I'm turning up late for it. You’re never gonna sit and just wait for me.) |
| I’ve gotta spin it right. |
| We’re rather mixed up in the prime. |
| (I'm turning up late for it. You’re never gonna sit and just wait for me.) |
| I’ve gotta spin it right. |
| Who am I kidding? |
| I don’t have the time. |
| (I'm turning up late for it. You’re never gonna sit and just wait for me.) |
| I see it backed up, set in a row. |
| When I have a moment I’ll let you know. |
| (I'm turning up late for it. You’re never gonna sit and just wait for me.) |
| Take me out of the picture. |
| Take me out of the picture. |
| Or you could feed me, 'cause I don’t want closure. |
| Feed me, 'cause I don’t want closure. |