Zenith - In A Station Of The Metro lyrics

[St. Breeze] Started with battle scenes he just wants someone to buy flowers for To have lunch in france with friends 12-15 Dance like hes sixteen again The weird tragedy of it to manage his organs And make his skin ripple like a tyrannosaurus Lets make a good moral life and make it to heaven Attract creative people and h**n addicts and creative h**n addicts Geniously dumb eyes worn and numb blind to the tastes of the young And the old kind of fun and not giving a f** Being a kid and making junk but still looking For something he can't define lets be human beings itll be worth your time [Aimili] Oh so essential it makes you be wrong Singing resentful gone for too long [St. Breeze] Cus you still make me sad come in a costume like you do every day Sleep in the space write on trains without an expiry date His structure is all or nothing Wheels still turnin' round even when your lyin' down How much did you steal today how much did you take away A la concorde leading me astray petals on her chest Arent the ones that he left you can't take your press beautiful loser that Can't be tagged monitor your emotion Your motion can't be strapped Well just do what we can if we are all old people Your smile is everything but senile