Everlasting Crash

Another day another fight
I'm on my back, I'm feeling fine
I hear you whistle from that hill
I won't take another bite
Put your melody aside
It's all that hustle down the hill

Oh my fist is feeling tight
No I won't lose another fight
You guess the distance
That's right, I am near
I won't pay another dime
I'm on a back, I'm feeling fine
You guess the distance
That's right, I am near

Deal with the watchmen
Tearing the raindrops
Down with a melody
Think of the last stroke
Next to the grass yard
Ring in your memory

I see the top red light
I got trouble on my mind
I'm way too fast, too late to brake
See the rubber and the glass
Like a splinter of the past
Way too close
Way too deep down in my eye

Deal with the watchmen
Tearing the raindrops
Down with a melody
Think of the last stroke
Next to the grass yard
Ring in your memory

Deal with the watchmen
Tearing the raindrops
Down with a melody
Think of the last stroke
Next to the grass yard
Ring in your memory



Credits
Writer(s): Philippe Laffer, Mathias Schenk, Daniel Wyttenbach, Thomas Schlaeppi, Kevin Gregory Chesham, Andreas Aeberhard
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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