Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Out of Keeping , by - FossilsRelease date: 16.12.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Out of Keeping , by - FossilsOut of Keeping |
| Clinking glasses of martinis and champagne |
| Laughter resonating across the room they go insane |
| Bodies shakin bouncin with the tempo of the beat |
| Sweat drippin but they keep on groovin, fuck the heat |
| Dark room illuminated by their bright eyes |
| Ice on their neck, their nose, and their golden chalice |
| Exchanging kisses with unfamiliar faces |
| Hazy, dazy, they don’t give a fuck what day it is |
| (No No No) I want to join the fun, but there’s comfort in a corner |
| (No No No) Will I have the same smile like those on the dance floor? |
| (No No No) Attracted by neon lights, dreaming on drunken nights |
| (No No No) I wanna be in jive, but my moves are out of step |
| So get your groove on, show your moves son |
| Crank the volume up, let the bass thump your lungs |
| Sway your hips left and right, let it go, do the grind |
| The night is young, free your mind. |
| Everything will be alright |
| (Pa-pa-para-pa) Let me have a bite, Let me have a bite on those lies |
| (Pa-pa-para-pa) Plastering a smile, while the truth is in disguise |
| The hang over, they try to forget |
| Running through their system mixed feelings they regret |
| Warm bodies turned to fuck buddies, can’t digest |
| Without the smoke, it’s a fleeting feeling, doesn’t last |
| Danced til the break of dawn, with a different beat |
| Ingesting numbers rather than hennys, crises and gin |
| Morning has a different groove than the fantasy |
| Last night feels like a fiction, like a movie |
| (No No No) I want to join the fun, but there’s comfort in a corner |
| (No No No) Will I have the same smile like those on the dance floor? |
| (No No No) Attracted by neon lights, dreaming on drunken nights |
| (No No No) I wanna be in jive, but my moves are out of step |
| So get your groove on, show your moves son |
| Crank the volume up, let the bass thump your lungs |
| Sway your hips left and right, let it go, do the grind |
| The night is young, free your mind. |
| Everything will be alright |
| (Pa-pa-para-pa) Let me have a bite, Let me have a bite on those lies |
| (Pa-pa-para-pa) Plastering a smile, while the truth is in disguise |
| Closin them lights you are lost |
| Throwin everything but at what cost |
| You and the night star-crossed |
| Dreams of glitz and glamour dies in permafrost |
| Fuck the party, fuck the fame |
| Burn it with the black flame of your shame |
| You only have yourself to blame for your games |
| Sit the fuck down I am ready with the aim |
| Spray, spray, spray it |
| Empty the whole fucking clip (ya) |
| Bullets goin through your brainless skull |
| Splatter pink matter on the dance floor |
| Spray, spray, spray it |
| Empty the whole fucking clip (ya) |
| Killin vibes by killin lies |
| I’mma killin lives serve as killin guides (whoa) |
| (Yah yah yah) Don’t wanna join the fun, cause there’s comfort in a corner |
| (Yah yah yah) Wouldn’t have the same smile like those on the dance floor! |
| (Yah yah yah) Blinded by neon lights, dying on drunken nights |
| (Yah yah yah) Don’t wanna be in jive with you I’ll do my own moves and steps |
| I’ll get my groove on, look at my moves son |
| The volume’s not enough, the bass ain’t deep enough to thump |
| Leave the room left and right, end it all and do the grind |
| The night is dark, ain’t getting young. |
| Everything is not alright |
| (Pa-pa-para-pa) Go and have a bite, Go and have a bite on those lies |
| (Pa-pa-para-pa) Plastering a smile, while the truth is hurting you inside |
| (Pa-pa-para-pa) x2 |
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