Flying Horseman
Flying Horseman - Flare lyrics
White marble houses I don't want to know, what you're thinkning Blue shoes, red eyes Let's go out, before the room starts sinking Ready affection On and on encompassing parking lot Care to mention What it's like to feel replaceable Tonight this city is barely alive It's getting late, in this old paradise The next day No idea, no correction Hide and flare Ain't that our role Reflection Tonight, neon light fits our charmless existence A guiding light too far away, in the distance The city is barely alive It's getting late in this old paradise It's getting late in this old paradise It's getting late Anonymous
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Author: Bert Dockx, Loesje Maieu, Martha Maieu, Alfredo Bravo, Matthias Cré
Composer: ?
Publisher: Unday Records
4 Comments found
Tuesday 5th of May 2020 13:13
Great!
thanks! I've updated the lyrics
Tuesday 28th of April 2020 16:15
White marble houses
I don't want to know, what you're thinkning
Blue shoes, red eyes
Let's go out, before the room starts sinking
Ready affection
On and on encompassing parking lot
Care to mention
What it's like to feel replaceable
Tonight this city is barely alive
It's getting late, in this old paradise
The next day
No idea, no correction
Hide and flare
Ain't that our role
Reflection
Tonight, neon light fits our charmless existence
A guiding light
too far away, in the distance
The city is barely alive
It's getting late in this old paradise
It's getting late in this old paradise
It's getting late
Tuesday 28th of April 2020 16:06
These lyrics aren't even close to the real
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