Testo Flood

I lie down on the floor
You’re saying too much
Straight down the line.
New itch, cold feet and complications,
Oh god, and now I have to hear about it.

Now I know,
Who could blame you? Now I know,
So what are you waiting for?
Down you go,
Whose side you playing on?
Louder now,
It’s true.

I know better than to feel it.
Lucky flood,
Think I need it.
Feels like heaven every weekend still,
And I know always.

Outside someone is starting something,
Tonight, you made up your mind. Cold hands, folded in my negations,
Oh god, and now I have to dream about it.

Now I know,
Who could blame you?
Wow, I go,
So what are you waiting for?
Down and out,
Whose side you playing on?
Louder now,
It’s true.

I know better than to feel it.
Lucky flood,
Think I need it.
Feels like heaven every weekend still,
And I know always.

I know better than to feel it.
Lucky flood,
Think I need it.
Feels like heaven every weekend still,
And I know always.