Testo Feeling Oblivion Turin Brakes
Needing icescreaming & all the pleasures of June
Iâm in a parked car
Flowers seem friendly & people in hall ways fill rooms.
Now it is night time maybe weâre cruising avoiding the anti-cruise.
Oh I donât really know where we are.
If things get real promise to take me somewhere else,
By the time fear takes me over will we still be rolling & feeling oblivion.
Once in a while now the lie in the laughter can burn through a hole in my ears,
Like a man with glasses catching a sunbeam and burning the skin of a kid.
Hypereal fragments disturbing the stagnants of almighty fear.
Well Iâll just go under the water.
If things get real promise to take me somewhere else,
By the time fear takes me over will we still be rolling & feeling oblivion.
So donât leave me here on my own.
So donât leave me here on my own.
If things get real promise to take me somewhere else,
By the time fear takes me over will we still be rolling & feeling oblivion.
