Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Dream Shade, artist - Icarus the Owl. Album song Rearm Circuits, in the genre АльтернативаDate of issue: 30.11.2017
Record label: Blue Swan
Song language: English
Dream Shade |
| No one’s coming over, yeah |
| I couldn’t eat, I couldn’t sleep, I couldn’t breathe |
| What would I be if I just let it pass? |
| I froze upon your shoulder, yeah |
| You wouldn’t leave, you couldn’t see, I didn’t dream |
| I’m gonna be the one who strews your ash |
| God damn, you could take apart my soul |
| Rearrange it to better suit me |
| Rearm circuits, concentrate clearly |
| Memorize maze, the streets inside me |
| I thought I needed you |
| I can’t believe it’s true |
| You lie until you’re blue |
| And you were going too far |
| Come tomorrow |
| I’m gonna get away |
| Up in the air, I’ll be window seat |
| You’ll never hear from me |
| Call it my masterpiece |
| Screaming child is high on Ritalin |
| Fucking his memories |
| Call it what you want to |
| I don’t want to fail |
| Go away then, unless you’re naked |
| Bring me the knife |
| I’m going under, undercover |
| No one’s coming over, yeah |
| I couldn’t eat, I couldn’t sleep, I couldn’t breathe |
| What would I be if I just let it pass? |
| I froze upon your shoulder, yeah |
| You wouldn’t leave, you couldn’t see, I didn’t dream |
| I’m gonna be the one who strews your ash |
| I thought I needed you |
| I can’t believe it’s true |
| You lie until you’re blue |
| And you were going too far |
| Come tomorrow |
| I’m gonna get away |
| Up in the air, I’ll be window seat |
| You’ll never hear from me |
| Call it my masterpiece |
| Screaming child is high on Ritalin |
| Fucking his memories |
| Call it what you want to |
| I thought I needed you |
| I can’t believe it’s true |
| You lie until you’re blue |
| And you were going too far |
| Come tomorrow |
| I’m gonna get away |
| Up in the air, I’ll be window seat |
| You’ll never hear from me |
| Call it my masterpiece |
| Screaming child is high on Ritalin |
| Fucking his memories |
| Call it what you want to |