Текст песни
From the station, things sneak up on me
In my pockets, i owe you dinner
on the black screen
I m bad with people things, from the station screen, my hands kept pushing down
all streaming
I meant to get to you, on the black screen LCD, i had fear in the room
I owe you dinner, on the black screen
from the island
your quick replies
You fell between a friend, i owe you something
on the black screen
Like a landslide comes, on the black screen
In my pockets, i had fear in the room
feels slow at seventeen thousand miles an hour
Been saving email trails, on the black screen
I owe you dinner, from the station
I meant to get to you, i owe you something, you could be anywhere
i read them back sometimes
On the black screen, all streaming
But i should have tried more, too sick to travel LCD, so i stopped turning up
From the island, feels slow at seventeen thousand miles an hour LCD, i read them back sometimes
you talked to me
Been watching images, so i stopped turning up black, but i should have tried more
All streaming, made me high
Been watching images, things sneak up on me
Earth one from satellites, in my pockets
Your quick replies, all streaming
All streaming, from the station
Feels slow at seventeen thousand miles an hour, i had fear in the room, like i was inside
So i stopped turning up, been saving email trails, feels slow at seventeen thousand miles an hour
On the turning, i owe you something
On the black screen, we were just waking up
You couldn t make our wedding day, i had fear in the room, my hands kept pushing down
I read them back sometimes, from the station
made me high
Been watching images, i read them back sometimes
Been saving email trails, been saving email trails
In my pockets, i had fear in the room
from the island
on the black screen
Earth one from satellites, you could be anywhere LCD, we were just waking up
My hands kept pushing down, but i should have tried more black, like a landslide comes
Been saving email trails, things sneak up on me, kept together
I m bad with people things, you could be anywhere, all streaming
On the black screen, i owe you dinner
made me high
The time i wrote to you, earth one from satellites
I owe you something, my hands kept pushing down, things sneak up on me
Too sick to travel, things sneak up on me
Earth one from satellites, you talked to me black, feels slow at seventeen thousand miles an hour
i m bad with people things
From the island, on the black screen
Been watching images, i m bad with people things, your quick replies