Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song White Noise, artist - The Glorious Sons. Album song Shapeless Art, in the genre Альтернатива
Date of issue: 18.11.2013
Record label: Black Box
Song language: English
White Noise |
Well it’s pissin' rain in all my head again |
in all it’s pelting pain |
I know my minds made |
I’m gonna die In the rush |
like a gleaming kid |
and I’ve learned the older you get |
You’re either wild and dying |
or boring and blessed |
tonight I’m natures bullet shooting |
shambles from a gleaming sin |
Ooh |
White noise white noise |
I smoke my cigarettes to feel the burn |
It’s kind of nice feeling |
something that you’ve earned |
to just turn off the lights |
and burn in the dark with a dart |
I’m westbound, bloody and proud |
A secret choice ain’t a secret now |
You gotta roll with the punches |
and pull with your pride to put it out |
Well it’s pissin' rain in all my head again |
in all it’s pelting pain |
i know my minds made |
I’m gonna die In the rush |
like a gleaming kid |
and I’ve learned the older you get |
You’re either wild and dying |
or boring and blessed |
tonight i’m natures bullet shooting |
shambles from a gleaming sin |
white noise white noise |
I smoke my cigarettes to feel the burn |
It’s kind of nice feeling |
something that you’ve earned |
to just turn off the lights |
and burn in the dark with a dart |
I’m westbound, bloody and proud |
A secret choice ain’t a secret now |
You gotta roll with the punches |
and pull with your pride to put it out |
Well it’s pissin' rain in all my head again |
in all it’s pelting pain |
i know my minds made |
I’m gonna die In the rush |
like a gleaming kid |
and I’ve learned the older you get |
You’re either wild and dying |
or boring and blessed |
tonight i’m natures bullet shooting |
shambles from a gleaming sin |
white noise white noise |
I smoke my cigarettes to feel the burn |
It’s kind of nice feeling |
something that you’ve earned |
to just turn off the lights |
and burn in the dark with a dart |
I’m westbound, bloody and proud |
A secret choice ain’t a secret now |
You gotta roll with the punches |
and pull with your pride to put it out |
White noise, White noise |
White noise, White noise |
White noise, White noise |
I’ve got the feeling again |
I’ve got the feeling again |
White noise, white noise |
White noise, white noise |
White noise, white noise |
White noise, white noise |
White noise, white noise |
White noise, white noise |
White noise, white noise |
I’ve got the feeling again |