Eighteen hours
Mystery, the lady who'll speak to me in mystery
Who you really are from cafés, used books and bars
I'm no good at byes, is this dream over?
Eighteen hours
A choir of pyramids underwater
Call on Christ and his gang of hoods to rob the reserve
Eighteen hours in a cold gazeebo, moaning a thousand years gone
Eighteen hours in the Manitoban wilderness, the Barrens blinding
Under emergency room lights, they're gonna run me over, run me over!
Eighteen hours... death (back to nothing and burn)
Back to dirt
A sapling I'll be
Under the blinking light of the mountains of my home, of my home
She's the kind of queen that chewed me properly
Drawing my every faculty
The key unlocks the luck, the dream is over
Let a wake begin
Unreal how your whole life can change in just one night
The Pxrtals - One Night Lyrics
The Pxrtals - One Night Lyrics
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Eighteen hours
Mystery, the lady who'll speak to me in mystery
Who you really are from cafés, used books and bars
I'm no good at byes, is this dream over?
Eighteen hours
A choir of pyramids underwater
Call on Christ and his gang of hoods to rob the reserve
Eighteen hours in a cold gazeebo, moaning a thousand years gone
Eighteen hours in the Manitoban wilderness, the Barrens blinding
Under emergency room lights, they're gonna run me over, run me over!
Eighteen hours... death (back to nothing and burn)
Back to dirt
A sapling I'll be
Under the blinking light of the mountains of my home, of my home
She's the kind of queen that chewed me properly
Drawing my every faculty
The key unlocks the luck, the dream is over
Let a wake begin
Unreal how your whole life can change in just one night
Mystery, the lady who'll speak to me in mystery
Who you really are from cafés, used books and bars
I'm no good at byes, is this dream over?
Eighteen hours
A choir of pyramids underwater
Call on Christ and his gang of hoods to rob the reserve
Eighteen hours in a cold gazeebo, moaning a thousand years gone
Eighteen hours in the Manitoban wilderness, the Barrens blinding
Under emergency room lights, they're gonna run me over, run me over!
Eighteen hours... death (back to nothing and burn)
Back to dirt
A sapling I'll be
Under the blinking light of the mountains of my home, of my home
She's the kind of queen that chewed me properly
Drawing my every faculty
The key unlocks the luck, the dream is over
Let a wake begin
Unreal how your whole life can change in just one night
Writer: Lévi Soulodre
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid