We were alone on the north side of the river
Singing songs about football teams and bad habits
We are the light desperation of a sunday morning
We'll have no sleep until we are knocked down
Until we feel a slight trembling in the scythe
Caressing our shoulders, it's caressing our shoulders
I fear the yellow smoke, burns my eyes and blocks my lungs
No one would speak to me, I know I should have left long ago
The only thing I'll miss is a part of me that disappeared somewhere and it's not to be found again
You'll be quiet and drowning into nostalgia
Understating the pain losing those best years caused you
Who needs a kiss ? To numb the pain, make it fun again
The statistics over you and me, me, me, me I don't want to hear
Tonight I want my broken heart to be healed
Tonight I want a new scar to be left a new shame
I fear the yellow smoke, a hand on destroying myself
New abilities i secured, they made of myself a monster
We shared our bad stories in a romantic way
We did it all night long but we kept the secrets for ourselves
And I'm afraid it is the best part of me you will ever get
Who am I to say I'm worth your wasted evenings?
Who needs a kiss? To numb the pain, make it fun again
The statistics over you and me, me, me, me I don't want to hear
Tonight I want my broken heart to be healed
Tonight I want a new scar to be left a new shame
Pink Flamingos - Yellow Smoke Lyrics
Pink Flamingos - Yellow Smoke Lyrics
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We were alone on the north side of the river
Singing songs about football teams and bad habits
We are the light desperation of a sunday morning
We'll have no sleep until we are knocked down
Until we feel a slight trembling in the scythe
Caressing our shoulders, it's caressing our shoulders
I fear the yellow smoke, burns my eyes and blocks my lungs
No one would speak to me, I know I should have left long ago
The only thing I'll miss is a part of me that disappeared somewhere and it's not to be found again
You'll be quiet and drowning into nostalgia
Understating the pain losing those best years caused you
Who needs a kiss ? To numb the pain, make it fun again
The statistics over you and me, me, me, me I don't want to hear
Tonight I want my broken heart to be healed
Tonight I want a new scar to be left a new shame
I fear the yellow smoke, a hand on destroying myself
New abilities i secured, they made of myself a monster
We shared our bad stories in a romantic way
We did it all night long but we kept the secrets for ourselves
And I'm afraid it is the best part of me you will ever get
Who am I to say I'm worth your wasted evenings?
Who needs a kiss? To numb the pain, make it fun again
The statistics over you and me, me, me, me I don't want to hear
Tonight I want my broken heart to be healed
Tonight I want a new scar to be left a new shame
Singing songs about football teams and bad habits
We are the light desperation of a sunday morning
We'll have no sleep until we are knocked down
Until we feel a slight trembling in the scythe
Caressing our shoulders, it's caressing our shoulders
I fear the yellow smoke, burns my eyes and blocks my lungs
No one would speak to me, I know I should have left long ago
The only thing I'll miss is a part of me that disappeared somewhere and it's not to be found again
You'll be quiet and drowning into nostalgia
Understating the pain losing those best years caused you
Who needs a kiss ? To numb the pain, make it fun again
The statistics over you and me, me, me, me I don't want to hear
Tonight I want my broken heart to be healed
Tonight I want a new scar to be left a new shame
I fear the yellow smoke, a hand on destroying myself
New abilities i secured, they made of myself a monster
We shared our bad stories in a romantic way
We did it all night long but we kept the secrets for ourselves
And I'm afraid it is the best part of me you will ever get
Who am I to say I'm worth your wasted evenings?
Who needs a kiss? To numb the pain, make it fun again
The statistics over you and me, me, me, me I don't want to hear
Tonight I want my broken heart to be healed
Tonight I want a new scar to be left a new shame
Writer: Bertrand Neveu
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid