CORRECTAR LA LETRA
Letra : Foreign Parts
Nothing out of the ordinary here
I could be at home in an armchair
Yawning, a little piece of theatre
In the event of landind on water
Cresting along in a few short days
Ancient teeth rise from choppy grey
Crimson screams and splinters
We're making memories, stories to tell too loudly
With the sun long faded, only the rain of breath
We're making memories, stories to tell too loudly
With the sun long faded, only the rain of breath (you never once complained)
The cable must be fraying fast
We're making memories, stories to tell too loudly
With the sun long faded, only the rain of breath
We're making memories, stories to tell too loudly
With the sun long faded, only the rain of breath (you never once complained)
I could be at home in an armchair
Yawning, a little piece of theatre
In the event of landind on water
Cresting along in a few short days
Ancient teeth rise from choppy grey
Crimson screams and splinters
We're making memories, stories to tell too loudly
With the sun long faded, only the rain of breath
We're making memories, stories to tell too loudly
With the sun long faded, only the rain of breath (you never once complained)
The cable must be fraying fast
We're making memories, stories to tell too loudly
With the sun long faded, only the rain of breath
We're making memories, stories to tell too loudly
With the sun long faded, only the rain of breath (you never once complained)
