Cough Cough - Brometer Remix
Yeah, so, um... wait a second --
Yeah, so, um... wait a second --
Yeah, so, um... wait a second --
Yeah, so, um... wait a second --
Sold your liver but you're still feeling the red
Sold my feelings now I'm hanging by a thread
Bad
And it's creeping its way through my windows
And it's slithering under my door
And it's in my peripheral vision
And it's pourin' up under my floor
And it's whispering into my eardrums
And it's telling me that I want more
But I'm coming alive
I'm happening now
I'm coming alive
I'm happening now
I'm coming alive
I'm happening now
I'm coming alive
I'm happening now
And that eureka moment hits you like a cop car
And you wake up just head and shoulders in a glass jar
You clear your throat you raise your eyebrow but you don't say
There's something wrong but it's okay if we're still getting paid
Yeah you're ravenous you're chomping at the bit
Just a cog next to a cog next to a pit
I would burn to break away and rest my ears
No more lightning, no more solace in arrears
Bad
And it's creeping its way through my windows
And it's slithering under my door
And it's in my peripheral vision
And it's pourin' up under my floor
And it's whispering into my eardrums
And it's telling me that I want more
But I'm coming alive
I'm happening now
I'm coming alive
I'm happening now
I'm coming alive
I'm happening now
I'm coming alive
I'm happening now
And that eureka moment hits you like a cop car
And you wake up just head and shoulders in a glass jar
You clear your throat you raise your eyebrow but you don't say
There's something wrong but it's okay if we're still getting paid
But I'm coming alive
I'm happening now
I'm coming alive
I'm happening now
I'm coming alive
I'm happening now
I'm coming alive
I'm happening now
And that eureka moment hits you like a cop car
And you wake up just head and shoulders in a glass jar
You clear your throat you raise your eyebrow but you don't say
There's something wrong but it's okay if we're still getting paid
But I'm coming alive
Cough cough
Yeah, so, um... wait a second --
Yeah, so, um... wait a second --
Yeah, so, um... wait a second --
Sold your liver but you're still feeling the red
Sold my feelings now I'm hanging by a thread
Bad
And it's creeping its way through my windows
And it's slithering under my door
And it's in my peripheral vision
And it's pourin' up under my floor
And it's whispering into my eardrums
And it's telling me that I want more
But I'm coming alive
I'm happening now
I'm coming alive
I'm happening now
I'm coming alive
I'm happening now
I'm coming alive
I'm happening now
And that eureka moment hits you like a cop car
And you wake up just head and shoulders in a glass jar
You clear your throat you raise your eyebrow but you don't say
There's something wrong but it's okay if we're still getting paid
Yeah you're ravenous you're chomping at the bit
Just a cog next to a cog next to a pit
I would burn to break away and rest my ears
No more lightning, no more solace in arrears
Bad
And it's creeping its way through my windows
And it's slithering under my door
And it's in my peripheral vision
And it's pourin' up under my floor
And it's whispering into my eardrums
And it's telling me that I want more
But I'm coming alive
I'm happening now
I'm coming alive
I'm happening now
I'm coming alive
I'm happening now
I'm coming alive
I'm happening now
And that eureka moment hits you like a cop car
And you wake up just head and shoulders in a glass jar
You clear your throat you raise your eyebrow but you don't say
There's something wrong but it's okay if we're still getting paid
But I'm coming alive
I'm happening now
I'm coming alive
I'm happening now
I'm coming alive
I'm happening now
I'm coming alive
I'm happening now
And that eureka moment hits you like a cop car
And you wake up just head and shoulders in a glass jar
You clear your throat you raise your eyebrow but you don't say
There's something wrong but it's okay if we're still getting paid
But I'm coming alive
Cough cough
Credits
Writer(s): Jeremy Joseph Pritchard, Alexander Kaines Robertshaw, Jonathan Joseph Higgs, Michael David Spearman
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
Link
© 2024 All rights reserved. Rockol.com S.r.l. Website image policy
Rockol
- Rockol only uses images and photos made available for promotional purposes (“for press use”) by record companies, artist managements and p.r. agencies.
- Said images are used to exert a right to report and a finality of the criticism, in a degraded mode compliant to copyright laws, and exclusively inclosed in our own informative content.
- Only non-exclusive images addressed to newspaper use and, in general, copyright-free are accepted.
- Live photos are published when licensed by photographers whose copyright is quoted.
- Rockol is available to pay the right holder a fair fee should a published image’s author be unknown at the time of publishing.
Feedback
Please immediately report the presence of images possibly not compliant with the above cases so as to quickly verify an improper use: where confirmed, we would immediately proceed to their removal.