Basketball Shoes Songtext
von Black Country, New Road

Concorde flies in my room
Tears the house to shreds
Defines the night as such
A home for us, stick insects

And leaves no trace of luck
At every market town that we intersect
I die like 15 times
The dark blue stem brings me to their breasts

And I′m feeling kinda normal with a packed lunch
Train rides don't hurt much these days
And we′re all working on ourselves
And we're praying that the rest don't mind
How much we′ve changed

So if you see me looking strange with a fresh style
I′m still not feeling that great
And then his in soft focus all around you
You can't see the football game
On my dad′s sofa, we are still
And we never look at our phones anymore


Oh, I can't think of anything better
Pick a hair off my sweater
And drown in me
Like boyfriend jeans

Oh, I haven′t felt this way in, like, ever
I am the convo, you are the weather
And the clamp is a cracked smile cheek
And it tortures me

And I haven't felt this way in, like, ever
I am the convo, you are the weather
And the clamp is a cracked smile cheek
And it tortures me

In my bed sheets now wet
Of Charlie, I pray to forget
All I′ve been forms the drone
We sing the rest
Oh, your generous loan to me
Your crippling interest


In my bed sheets now wet
Of Charlie, I pray to forget
All I've been forms the drone
We sing the rest
Oh, your generous loan to me
Your crippling interest

Oh, in my bed sheets now wet
Of Charlie, I pray to forget
All I've been forms the drone
We sing the rest
Oh, your generous loan to me
Your crippling interest