Hawksley Workman

Hawksley Workman - 1000 Mile Of Atmosphere lyrics

rate me

We‘re there on our time, been on comfortable

[Right from the noise,

Super frail, interior ] x2

Try to on toys, the band boys

They just waitin’ and waitin’

For big occasion just to take ‘em up

For big occasion

Just to wake ‘em up

Pass ‘em up, pick ‘em up

And that’s all to fall

We only get down and shift

[Right from the noise,

Super frail, interior ] x2

Super frail, interior x 3

Interior, super frail x 3

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Lazy ego and tired boys

Upon the understatement

Come on make some noise

When we ridin’ up in here

Way we ridin’ up in here

And the crowd goes silent

But then calm the tears

You worth the finales truth

Of all the queen beast close, close

You are like a drug music

And you love some broken hoers, hoers, hoers

And your son fined some problems

And you round and sharp it up, sharp it up

You blowin’ all the bubbles

Yeah you’ve been real so fuck it off

And in the saddest days you’ll see

In the saddest days you’ll see

There’s a swiffer dog, swiffer back and joy

He release the days, see some chilly toys

They were wingin’ the tape up in here x 2

But then the ghetto blastoff up and disappears

You have all the finals stamps, but they ain’t costumate

Close, close, close

You have the challenges and sist will see stones, stones, stones

You and I will fight these collections

In the end of that bones, bones, bones

You ain’t got nothing for collection

Listen and chop this, toes, toes, toes

And in the saddest days you’ll see

In the saddest days you’ll see

That boy will never. Never ever

All that difference we will be

We will never, we never ever

All that difference we are we

[You’re so lovely and forgotten these

You’re so lovely and forgotten these days x 2

Days x 4 ] x 2

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It cost more this word

It was written on his shelve

That love could come between him

And heal him self

But leave him in his lame

He start farrow hitin’ places

Where breaths were takin’ free

Between time has change

And nuthin’ wil surprise me

And nothin’ will survive my patience here alone

Patience here alone, alone, alone, alone

1000 miles of atmosphere is here x 5

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