Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Night Still Comes, artist - Neko Case.
Date of issue: 26.11.2015
Song language: English
Night Still Comes |
My brain makes drugs to keep me slow, |
A hilarious joke for some dead pharaoh. |
But now, not even the masons know |
What drug will keep night from coming. |
There are so many tools that are made for my hands. |
But the tide smashes all my best-laid plans to sand. |
And there’s always someone to say it’s easy for me, |
But I revenge myself all over myself. |
There’s nothing you can say to me. |
You never held it at the right angle, |
You never held it at the right angle, |
Catch a, catch a, catch a, catch a falling star, |
But wash your hands of it |
Catch a, catch a, catch a, catch a falling star |
Because you can’t hold it. |
Did they poison my food? |
Is it cause I’m a girl? |
If I puked up some sonnets, would you call me a miracle? |
I’m gonna go where my urge leads no more. |
Swallowed, waist-deep, in the gore of the forest |
A boreal feast, let it finish me, please. |
Cause I revenge myself all over myself. |
There’s nothing you can do to me. |
You never held it at the right angle, |
You never held it at the right angle, |
Catch a, catch a, catch a, catch a falling star, |
But wash your hands of it |
Catch a, catch a, catch a, catch a falling star |
Because you can’t own it. |
You never held it at the right angle, |
You never held it at the right angle. |
You never held it, |
You never held it, |
You never held it, oh… |
You never held it, |
You never held it, |
You never held it, oh… |
You never held it, |
You never held it, |
You never held it, oh… |