Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Pockets , by - Finish Ticket. Song from the album Tears You Apart, in the genre ИндиRelease date: 15.05.2014
Record label: Finish Ticket
Song language: English
Pockets |
| My town, empty like my pockets |
| I chase your shadow for a while |
| But I can’t crack a smile |
| Ghost town, living in this small town |
| Towered by the city lights |
| On these lonely nights |
| Oh, my friend |
| It’s been long |
| No need to pretend |
| You’re just one step ahead |
| And I’m hot on your trail |
| But then you run, run, run from me |
| Your voice, muffled in a phone call |
| There’s laughter in the background |
| And it’s all around |
| So take me, take me to the concrete |
| Show me to the angels, the industry |
| Oh, my friend |
| It’s been long |
| No need to pretend |
| You’re just one step ahead |
| And I’m hot on your trail |
| But then you run, run, run from me |
| Run from me |
| Run from me |
| My town, empty like my pockets |
| I chase your shadow for a while |
| But I can’t crack a smile |
| Ghost town, living in this small town |
| Towered by the city lights |
| On these lonely nights |
| Oh, my friend |
| It’s been long |
| No need to pretend |
| You’re just one step ahead |
| And I’m hot on your trail |
| But then you run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run, from me |