House of Queue's
And I would love to see you
To see you
To see you fall
And I would love to see you fall
There would be no tears at all
Give it space for the flight to style
And making somewhat progress in your heart
All I wanna do, she said
Is on the bullets and bandages
Create the world and hold the cry
Use it as a sweetener in the night
It's our love in the house of queue's
It's our love in the house of queue's
Running on it musn't feel is the only advice you'll be giving here
Don't like the dream about getting paid
That's why my wallet looks so grey
Can you hold the tune?
Can you crack the smile?
Or is giving pleasure running out of style?
It's our love in the house of queue's
It's our love in the house of queue's
Running on it musn't feel is the only advice you'll be giving here
You're gonna miss the rhythm
Of a soul beating in the symphony
Tryna' make out you're crazy
Tryna' get a bit of sympathy
You're gonna miss the rhythm
Of a soul beating in the symphony
Soul beating in the symphony
Soul beating in the symphony
Oh, I don't want to live
In this fairytale you give
It started out in the house of blue's
And ended up in the house of queue's
It's our love in the house of queue's
It's our love in the house of queue's
Running on it musn't feel is the only advice you'll be giving here
It's our love in the house of queue's
It's our love in the house of queue's
Running on it musn't feel is the only advice you'll be giving here
Giving here
Giving here
Giving here
To see you
To see you fall
And I would love to see you fall
There would be no tears at all
Give it space for the flight to style
And making somewhat progress in your heart
All I wanna do, she said
Is on the bullets and bandages
Create the world and hold the cry
Use it as a sweetener in the night
It's our love in the house of queue's
It's our love in the house of queue's
Running on it musn't feel is the only advice you'll be giving here
Don't like the dream about getting paid
That's why my wallet looks so grey
Can you hold the tune?
Can you crack the smile?
Or is giving pleasure running out of style?
It's our love in the house of queue's
It's our love in the house of queue's
Running on it musn't feel is the only advice you'll be giving here
You're gonna miss the rhythm
Of a soul beating in the symphony
Tryna' make out you're crazy
Tryna' get a bit of sympathy
You're gonna miss the rhythm
Of a soul beating in the symphony
Soul beating in the symphony
Soul beating in the symphony
Oh, I don't want to live
In this fairytale you give
It started out in the house of blue's
And ended up in the house of queue's
It's our love in the house of queue's
It's our love in the house of queue's
Running on it musn't feel is the only advice you'll be giving here
It's our love in the house of queue's
It's our love in the house of queue's
Running on it musn't feel is the only advice you'll be giving here
Giving here
Giving here
Giving here
Credits
Writer(s): Kieren Webster, Kyle Falconer
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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