Late In the Playoffs

The Wayside
When you frame me up and hang me wellYou'll see me smiling in the darkI'll make your guests look twice and gawkCause I feel the colors bleeding outYour fingers graze my shallow mouthA subtle teardrop bends me backThat still doesn't mean you're out of my handsPull the covers up and take me off to sleepAnd I'll be there to take you from this same messThat took me down and out of our realityJust the wayside's got us spellboundLet's take LakeshoreWe're spinning outWe fall fast like the kids on a bad trackWaiting for a signal to cut it offAnd stick to what we knowJust someone say to us"Look at what you've done and all you've lost"Those city boys got caughtIt won't be long till we start drifting offWhen the bells start ringing, -It's a cop out, a waste, just some walls and a gate(It won't be long)Leave me hanging by a tread until you can'tLetras de canciones(It won't be long)Keep on living with yourselfJust bait me up and leave me sitting on your shelfWhen you frame me up and hang me wellYou'll see me smiling in the darkI'll make your guests look twice and gawkThat still doesn't mean you're out of my handsPull the covers up and take me off to sleepAnd I'll be there to take you from this same messThat took me down and out of our realityJust the wayside's got us spellboundLet's take LakeshoreWe're spinning out From Letras Mania