Fragrance Songtext
von Augustine
Fragrance Songtext
Oh
Waiting ′til they call your station
Romanticise the small decisions
I'd be there in two minutes walking (oh, oh, oh fo-fo for you)
Oh
Cracks let in a light two seconds
A stranger wears your walk and fragrance
But I overheard a southern accent (oh, oh)
Damien calls me with their whereabouts
A park somewhere far out of town
Doubt that I will come around
This cold heart couldn′t open twice
I've sealed it shut and I've forced it to close
I wonder how your day turned out
More so than I wandered my own
Oh, oh
Oh
Everything I see is clouded
With your views and prejudice about it
I guess we covered all that there is (oh, oh)
Damien calls me with their whereabouts
He′s been on to me for hours now
Doubt that I will come around
This cold heart couldn′t open twice
I've sealed it shut and I′ve forced it to close
I wonder how your day turned out
More so than I wandered my own
Oh
You know how I could go about
Every place and every fucker I loathe
I wonder how your day turned out
Mine just turned one hundred years old (oh)
Waiting ′til they call your station
Romanticise the small decisions
I'd be there in two minutes walking (oh, oh, oh fo-fo for you)
Oh
Cracks let in a light two seconds
A stranger wears your walk and fragrance
But I overheard a southern accent (oh, oh)
Damien calls me with their whereabouts
A park somewhere far out of town
Doubt that I will come around
This cold heart couldn′t open twice
I've sealed it shut and I've forced it to close
I wonder how your day turned out
More so than I wandered my own
Oh, oh
Oh
Everything I see is clouded
With your views and prejudice about it
I guess we covered all that there is (oh, oh)
Damien calls me with their whereabouts
He′s been on to me for hours now
Doubt that I will come around
This cold heart couldn′t open twice
I've sealed it shut and I′ve forced it to close
I wonder how your day turned out
More so than I wandered my own
Oh
You know how I could go about
Every place and every fucker I loathe
I wonder how your day turned out
Mine just turned one hundred years old (oh)
Writer(s): Agrin Rahmani, Rassmus Bjornson, Fredrik Gustafsson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com