Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Slips, artist - The Weeks. Album song Twisted Rivers, in the genre Иностранный рокDate of issue: 03.09.2020
Record label: Crooked Letter
Song language: English
Slips |
| They built a world inside their heads |
| Said they could float just above their beds |
| No, there’s no curtains, no strings attached |
| You’ll never know if you have to ask |
| Slips through my fingers, let her fall |
| Soak up like rain |
| Trust he’s the one with the fevered head |
| Said say your prayers, then go back to bed |
| She stared at stars, tried to soak them up |
| Crept out my window and she said good luck |
| Slips through my fingers, let her fall |
| Soak up like rain |
| Or we could |
| Watch it all fade away |
| Bigger parts, ysterday |
| State your claim on this place |
| I watchd the buildings change |
| Grind away, holding on |
| Pipes and plates |
| Wake back up and be changed |
| Filled with resilience and haunted hands |
| He led his nightmares like marching bands |
| Haven’t met a bad dream I’m scared of yet |
| I’ve never seen what’s inside your head |
| Slips through my fingers, let her fall |
| Soak up like rain |
| Or we could |
| Watch it all fade away |
| Bigger parts, yesterday |
| State your claim on this place |
| I watched the buildings change |
| Grind away, holding on |
| Pipes and plates |
| Wake back up and be changed |
| Bless your heart, bless your soul |
| Losing grip, lose control |
| Kiss my hands, kiss my feet |
| More to us than bones and meat |
| Bless your heart, bless your soul |
| Losing grip, lose control |
| Kiss my hands, kiss my feet |
| More to us than bones and meat |
| Slips through my fingers |
| (Soak up like rain) |