Testo Battleship Grey Kirsty Hawkshaw
Itâs battleship grey outside
And we donât know what weâll be getting
All your sweet talkin, rainin over me
Till my name escapes and I'm set free
Thereâs a word in your eye,
But I donât know what is to say it
And when you call me from the other side,
A sense of it starts breaking up in its lie
I donât know, what Iâm gettin,
But Iâm getting something,
I donât know, what Iâm gettin,
But Iâm getting something
Itâs battleship grey outside,
Confusion, all this is for the gods
Uncertainty, I could be bathing under artificial light
Under twilight blue, starts to mesmorize
And I tell myself that you light up my life
But its all in the mind when you cannot see in the eyes
âcause I donât know, what Iâm getting
But Iâm getting something,
I donât know, what Iâm getting
But Iâm getting something
Itâs battleship grey
All your sweet talking, raining over me
âtil my name escapes, and Iâm set free