segunda-feira, 9 de abril de 2012

Walk The Moon


                 


Screen falling off the door / door hanging off the hinges
My feet are still sore / my back is on the fringes
We tore up the walls / we slept on couches
We lifted this house / we lifted this house

Fire-crackers in the east / my car parked south
Your hands on my cheeks / your shoulder in my mouth
I was up against the wall on the west mezzanine
We rattle this town / we rattle this scene

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