Letras:
Editors

: No one understands, the way you found your God, there's a bullet in your hands, Give a dog a bone, feed him for the day, and teach him how to kill

: A bruised full moon Play fights with the stars, This Place is our prison, it's cells are the bars So take me to town I wanna dance with the city

heart...) Swallow your venom, (will explode) You're too young, (as we walk...) Hold your tongue. (...the fleet road) The Editors - Walk The Fleet Road Ringtone The Editors

: Ain?t it just like the old days, Wait and see how the hand plays, Living out our second-hand cliches, Ain?t it just like the old days. You are

: Baby don't go and lose it again, You would always run, Out of the sun and into the rain. This house just creeps, it won't let you sleep. All that

: Pull the blindfold down So your eyes can't see Now run as fast as you can Through this field of trees Say goodbye to everyone you have ever known

: I swear to God, I heard the Earth inhale, moments before it spat its rain down on me. I swear to God, in this light and on this evening, London'

: Keep a light on those you love They will be there when you die Baby there's no need to fear Baby there's no need to cry Every little piece in your

: buildings in clouds here our time and our place dear theres life in us yet love these walls we will climb above we really our ants now escape the