The Number Thirteen letra

And what's left to find
In this happy, hollow world we've grown?
How do I confide?
Am I missing anything?

I hear the dead man coming
I hear the dead man come and find me
Drag me, threw me up like him
Hold it in a heart

Oh, let's fold this fault and let it die
Hold it in a heart
Hold it in a heart

Oh, let's fold this fault and let it die
Can I get you anything, camera king?
He'll show up tired and way too high to lift a cup of tea

I was so surprised
You look like nothing at all
Great, white hope
Still, the crowd goes wild

Hold it in a heart
Oh, let's fold this fault and let it die
Hold it in a heart
Hold it in a heart
Oh, let's fold this fault and let it die

Louis Prince - Letras

• Dejando La Soledad
• Floating Cathedral
• Lounging
• Rive
• The Number Thirteen