Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Outsiders, artist - Suede. Date of issue: 21.01.2016
Song language: English
Outsiders |
| By the roadside shrine there’s a place |
| Selling bouquets of cellophane |
| That’s where they meet in this desolate place |
| And the more they see the more they say |
| Thrown like two winter roses into a broken vase |
| They’re playing the hand they play |
| Caught in the game they made |
| She puts her faith in the moment |
| Outsiders |
| He puts his faith in the moment |
| Outsiders |
| And his clothes are covered in dew |
| As she writhes in twisted sheets |
| Feel the pulse and the power of you |
| And what you see isn’t what’s underneath |
| They’re playing the hand they play |
| Caught in the game they made |
| She puts her faith in the moment |
| Outsiders |
| He puts his faith in the moment |
| Outsiders |