Tiles
Sunny day here with my old best friend
Looking for fingers to fill my hand
Searching the streets and dreaming of you
But here it comes... bottom
Lazy day here with my only mate
Funny mood now in my single bed
Can't lay more and stay all alone
And break the next... bottle
Another way here with my dear fellow
Forgotten fear, it tastes so mellow
But you both don't long to meet together
So here I come... sober
One more time now we're on the road
And only problem we haven't solved
If we could still breathe the same
But then it comes... over
Wondering how you could help me
I've just got in tailspin
Pull it out, out of my veins
Flowing cold sweat and I'm escaping
Wondering how I could save me
See me diving into the heaven
Sunday spleen with my only friends
Looking for phrase to describe my stance
Stepping on tiles and thinking of you
But there it comes... bottom
Funny day here with my only band
Lazy mood now in our ragged tent
Can't unzip it and inhale the air
We've broken the last... bottle
Wondering how you could help me
I've just got in tailspin
Pull it out, out of my veins
Flowing cold sweat and I'm escaping
Wondering how I could save me
See me diving into the heaven
Wondering how you could help me
I've just got in tailspin
Pull it out, out of my veins
Flowing cold sweat and I'm escaping
Wondering how I could save me
See me diving into the heaven
Looking for fingers to fill my hand
Searching the streets and dreaming of you
But here it comes... bottom
Lazy day here with my only mate
Funny mood now in my single bed
Can't lay more and stay all alone
And break the next... bottle
Another way here with my dear fellow
Forgotten fear, it tastes so mellow
But you both don't long to meet together
So here I come... sober
One more time now we're on the road
And only problem we haven't solved
If we could still breathe the same
But then it comes... over
Wondering how you could help me
I've just got in tailspin
Pull it out, out of my veins
Flowing cold sweat and I'm escaping
Wondering how I could save me
See me diving into the heaven
Sunday spleen with my only friends
Looking for phrase to describe my stance
Stepping on tiles and thinking of you
But there it comes... bottom
Funny day here with my only band
Lazy mood now in our ragged tent
Can't unzip it and inhale the air
We've broken the last... bottle
Wondering how you could help me
I've just got in tailspin
Pull it out, out of my veins
Flowing cold sweat and I'm escaping
Wondering how I could save me
See me diving into the heaven
Wondering how you could help me
I've just got in tailspin
Pull it out, out of my veins
Flowing cold sweat and I'm escaping
Wondering how I could save me
See me diving into the heaven
Credits
Writer(s): Marek Vataha
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