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Tekster: Thursday. Kill The House Lights. Signals Over The Air.


This is what you see
When you look in my direction
Incandescent corsets draw eyes tight like wires
This is how it feels
Calling out but no one even hears
The signals the we send over the air
Over the air
Over the air
When you say my name
I want to split it from you lips
And hide like whispers in the rain
When you say
(When you say)
My name
(When you say)
I want to stop it in your lungs
And collect all of your blood
To put in the radio
Is this how if feels
When you don't even fitinto your own skin
And it's getting tighter
Everyday I'm getting smaller
If I keep holding my breath
I'm going to disappear
When you say my name
I want to split it from you lips
And hide like whispers in the rain
When you say
(When you say)
My name
(When you say)
I want to stop it in your lungs
And collect all of your blood
To put in the radio
There's nowhere to hide
They stole the love from our lives
To put the sex on the radio
There's nowhere to hide
They stole the love from our lives
To put the sex on
If I keep holding my breath all of this will fade away
If you keep driving we'll be lying in the wreck
Changing the shape
Folding like an envelope to keep each other in
Shattered glass, broken looks
And mascara gets washed away by the windsheild blades
Say, save
When you say
(When you say)
My name
(When you say my name)
I want to split it from you lips
And hide like whispers in the rain
When you say
(when you say)
My name
(My name)
I want to stop it in your lungs
And collect all of your blood
To put in the radio
There's nowhere to hide
They stole the love from our lives
To put in the sex on the radio
There's nowhere to hide
They stole the love from our lives
To put in the sex on the radio
And that's where we hide
The love and lies and sex on the radio