Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Finish Line, artist - White Lies. Album song FIVE, in the genre Альтернатива
Date of issue: 31.01.2019
Record label: [PIAS], White Lies
Song language: English
Finish Line |
Too late |
He knows you’re all back-to-front |
Your bottom lip shaking |
Your happiness quakes as it’s torn apart |
Sunday late |
When you go and get your stuff |
«What's yours is mine» |
That unpractical line back to bite your arm |
No, don’t leave him anything |
No letters on the side |
You’ve gone over everything |
Screw-ups and the whys |
Erase him, his memory |
A tortured decline |
Was never your style |
And it’s wild dreams of the start |
At the finish line |
Gum peeling apart |
From each other’s lives |
Too late |
They all know you hate your jobs |
Your liminal friends with their plans to ascend |
Like some holy mob |
Get it straight |
A lifeboat’s for better hearts |
Prescription or not |
There’s some morals forgot white-tattoo them on |
No, don’t read him anything |
No poem, song or line |
There’s virtue in everything |
But most in all that’s quiet |
An action is meddling |
A dagger in time |
Better leave it to dry |
And it’s wild dreams of the start |
At the finish line |
Gum peeling apart |
From each other’s lives |
And it’s wild dreams of the start |
At the finish line |
Gum peeling apart |
From each other’s lives |
Wild dreams of the start |
At the finish line |
Gum peeling apart |
From each other’s lives |
Wild dreams of the start |
At the finish line |
Gum peeling apart |
From each other’s lives |