The Clientele - The House Always Wins lyrics

rate me

so wake up & smell the scent on your skin the night breathes easily, the subway's wind carries me back, brings me all the way back in here's a car that we can drive come on get in through the night that rolls in every room you're too beautiful to love these plastic things my friend lord I'll be coming round so soon & I see the sad young friend has gone away with his promises his speeches & his poems but the fields have drifted in to fill his space like ghosts like ghosts here's a car that we can drive come on get in through the night that rolls in every room you're too beautiful to love these plastic things my friend lord I'll be coming round so soon lord & I remember afternoons inside your mother's house us skipping school & getting high inside but I can't even think about it anymore I can't fit my words inside the afternoons were grey & overwhelming as they fell to fused lamps & September's clarity the way back home is lost to us forever in the night & the leaves the falling leaves here's a car that we can drive come on get in through the night that rolls in every room you're too beautiful to love these plastic things my friend lord I'll be coming round so soon lord