Phantogram
Bloody Palms
She's at a lossAnd I'm dead wrongSomeday I'll come to miss youWhy'd I arm the bombs?Wide eyes and holesSomeday I'll pull my teeth outI see you later in the nighttimeWhere all the colors all dark are glowingWe don't really get alongWe get down, we get downI see you later in the moonlightBut all the colors are softly fadingWe don't really want to dieWe get down, we get downWhy'd I arm the bombs?Wide eyes and holesSomeday I'll pull my teeth out
From Letras Mania