I See London
๐ต 669 characters
โฑ๏ธ 3:58 duration
๐ ID: 2884060
๐ Lyrics
I'm locking all the doors. I'm busting up the mirrors.
Reflection is a dirty thing. It seems that's all too obvious.
I didn't dim the lights enough. They see me against the wall.
I'm making silhouettes, and it's all my fucking fault.
I would prefer a breeze, but I'll settle for this drink in front of me.
The humid night just sticks to my skin.
Isn't that so generous. It follows me to sleep.
Now I toss and turn in. I hit the lights and sit at the edge of the bed,
Strumming what's inside of me. I guess this night's been turned into something useful.
I'm strumming my guitar looking out a dirty window. I'm drunker than I've been.
What else do I have to say or sing?
Reflection is a dirty thing. It seems that's all too obvious.
I didn't dim the lights enough. They see me against the wall.
I'm making silhouettes, and it's all my fucking fault.
I would prefer a breeze, but I'll settle for this drink in front of me.
The humid night just sticks to my skin.
Isn't that so generous. It follows me to sleep.
Now I toss and turn in. I hit the lights and sit at the edge of the bed,
Strumming what's inside of me. I guess this night's been turned into something useful.
I'm strumming my guitar looking out a dirty window. I'm drunker than I've been.
What else do I have to say or sing?
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:59.70] I'm locking all the doors. I'm busting up the mirrors.
[01:09.66] Reflection is a dirty thing. It seems that's all too obvious.
[01:22.79] I didn't dim the lights enough. They see me against the wall.
[01:38.27] I'm making silhouettes, and it's all my fucking fault.
[02:14.19] I would prefer a breeze, but I'll settle for this drink in front of me.
[02:26.64] The humid night just sticks to my skin.
[02:33.50] Isn't that so generous. It follows me to sleep.
[02:45.91] Now I toss and turn in. I hit the lights and sit at the edge of the bed,
[02:59.29] Strumming what's inside of me. I guess this night's been turned into something useful.
[03:11.21] I'm strumming my guitar looking out a dirty window. I'm drunker than I've been.
[03:24.02] What else do I have to say or sing?
[03:39.30]
[01:09.66] Reflection is a dirty thing. It seems that's all too obvious.
[01:22.79] I didn't dim the lights enough. They see me against the wall.
[01:38.27] I'm making silhouettes, and it's all my fucking fault.
[02:14.19] I would prefer a breeze, but I'll settle for this drink in front of me.
[02:26.64] The humid night just sticks to my skin.
[02:33.50] Isn't that so generous. It follows me to sleep.
[02:45.91] Now I toss and turn in. I hit the lights and sit at the edge of the bed,
[02:59.29] Strumming what's inside of me. I guess this night's been turned into something useful.
[03:11.21] I'm strumming my guitar looking out a dirty window. I'm drunker than I've been.
[03:24.02] What else do I have to say or sing?
[03:39.30]