Whigs (The)
Modern Creation
It's a modern creation
A natural mutation
Just an ancient adaptation to the voices above
I start to slip readjust my grip
And find the phone ringing in my eyes
I pick it up realize I'm stuck
And now I got no place I can hide
It's just a modern creation
A radical mutation
Just an ancient adaptation to the voices above
To the voices above
To the voices above
I don't know why I ever try
When I got nowhere to go
I'd save myself some piece of mind
But there ain't nothing to know
It's just a modern creation
A natural mutation
Just an adaptation to the voices above
To the voices above
Letras de cancionesTo the voices above
To the voices above
To the voices above
I don't know why I ever try
When I got nowhere to go
I'd save myself some piece of mind
But there ain't nothing to know
From Letras Mania