Lyrics Searchers - Matt Wilson

Searchers

Searchers at the turnstile, everybody looked to you
You were the connection, my friend
Now the transformation, that was just a break from school, every stupid minute
pretend
When I get to your house tonight I can comprehend
Feels like the motion-sensing lights reveal my case, review my clothes,
my fucked up face
Now I think I want to trade my place, Connection Ace, Connection Ace,
Connection Ace
Do the occupation
That was just a break from school, every stupid minute pretend
When I get to your street tonight I go to the end
Feels like the motion-sensing lights reveal my case, review my clothes,
my fucked up stance
Now I think I want to trade my place, Connection Ace, Connection Ace,
Connection Ace
Now I think I need to hide my face, Connection Ace, Connection Ace,
Connection Ace
You were the connection to bags
When I get to your place tonight I can comprehend