Lyrics Trepador - Filligar

Trepador

Sweet conceit stirs the air
The subtle taste of…
subtle taste of spare
friends to the end
We used to watch TV after school
We used to fake fight
‘cause we thought it looked cool
Now I’m finding that
I took my hand and pierced the sky
Yeah, you climbed that ladder high
to its end
And if you kept one small thing,
would you save its price
for the kings of clouds and vice,
your new best friend
But Jack had lost control
He gave his cow for gold
It’s right now or never, so pull things together
Those times that you have sold
I said now pick up your friends
Yeah, I’ll tell you why they’re running
it’s just you traded in the costume box for new jeans
And I would hold on to her
though her sweetness lost its honey
It’s just your clinging to the charm
of a wholly different world,
oh, you’ll see
I said now pick up your friends
Yeah, I’ll tell you why they’re running
it’s just you traded in the costume box for new jeans
And I would hold on to her
though her sweetness lost its honey
It’s just your clinging to the charm
of a wholly different god,
yeah, you’ll see