National, The
Little Faith
Little faith, follow meI set a fire in a blackberry fieldMake us laugh, or nothing willI set a fire just to see what it killsNow I'm stuck in New YorkAnd the rain's coming downI don't feel like we'll go anywhereStuck in New YorkAnd the rain's coming downStill in line for the vanity fairLeave our excellent soulsHead for the coastLeave our excellent soulsEverything goesAll our lonely kicks are getting harder to findWe'll play nuns versus priests until somebody criesAll our lonely kicks that make us saintly and thinWe'll play nuns versus priests until somebody winsAwesome prince, get your sleepLose your heart in historyMake us laugh or nothing willI set a fire just to see what it killsLetras de cancionesDon't be bitter, AnnaI know how you thinkYou're waiting for Radio City to sinkYou'll find commiseration in everyone's eyesThe storm will suck the pretty girls into the skyAll our lonely kicks are getting harder to findWe'll play nuns versus priests until somebody criesAll our lonely kicks that make us saintly and thinWe'll play nuns versus priests until somebody winsLeave our excellent soulsHead for the coastLeave our excellent soulsEverything goes
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