Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Traces in the Sand, artist - Me And My Drummer. Album song Love Is a Fridge, in the genre АльтернативаDate of issue: 11.02.2016
Record label: Sinnbus
Song language: English
Traces in the Sand |
| Tied up in tight ropes |
| With a purple bow on top |
| Like asleep i fall into this |
| I fall for this |
| Held down knees on the wrists |
| And this is |
| What i want them to do |
| Like asleep we fall into this |
| We fall for this |
| And i know what i sound like |
| Please keep in mind |
| I am still asleep |
| But if the private is political |
| I’m looking for the fire door |
| In me to leave |
| It’s a flesh force |
| It’s a ridden horse |
| All rearing up |
| All caving in |
| Limbs are dancing |
| Quivering |
| Deliciously |
| Held down |
| Ropes around her feet |
| And this is just the right thing for me |
| Like asleep we fall into this |
| We fall for this |
| We could leave traces in the sand here |
| All over the place |
| If the flesh on our bones would celebrate |
| The given time today |
| And i know what i sound like |
| Please keep in mind |
| I am still asleep |
| But if the private is political |
| I’m looking for the fire door |
| In me to leave |