The Bird Yellow - The Place We're In - Lyrics, Similar artists

Kishore Kumar Hits — The Bird Yellow - The Place We're In lyrics

Artist: The Bird Yellow

album: The Place We're In

They said it was a slow turn
But I never saw them coming
Waiting for it to be gone
To dance around like forest fires
Stoned and tucked in
Must've left the back door open
Heard a bell ring
And felt it's teeth
Now the blood's mixed in
I can feel my fingers numbing
I look at my watch
It's almost 3
Like the shows on TV
There's dead men roaming down our street
The fight begins
In the place we're in
In the place we're in
This place where we've been
In the place we're in
This place
I want to touch
One last ever figure beating
I look at my watch
It says it's 3
Goodbye everyone
Please send something to my mother
That I'm her son
And proud to be
This will go down
As the time when we thought we'd earn
The right
To stay
In the place we're in
This place where we've been
In the place we're in
This place

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