Evicted Songtext
von The Dear Hunter
Evicted Songtext
I have been evicted
From a soul constricted
By the flameless fire
Can we all just go cold?
If you need a little cash, you sell yourself to everything
A dollar in exchange for failing hearts so loudly say
Oh, how I surely know that frame of mind
Sleeping softly curbside
Comfortably abroad on a stolen ticket
None of this will last, all of this will pass
When bedsheets are broken glass
I know your hearts will skip a beat in empathy
If you need a little cash, you sell yourself to everything
A dollar in exchange for failing hearts so loudly say
Oh, how I surely know that frame of mind
Sleeping softly curbside
Comfortably abroad on a stolen ticket
None of this will last, all of this will pass
When bedsheets are broken glass
I know your hearts will skip a beat in empathy
It′s just that easy, pick yourself up
And go give the world a great, big smile
Hey, hey, kid, hey, kid, get a job
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, kid, get a job
Wash that mouth out, ditch those morals
Sleep your way right to, right to the top
Hey, hey, kid, hey, kid get a job
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, kid, get a job
From a soul constricted
By the flameless fire
Can we all just go cold?
If you need a little cash, you sell yourself to everything
A dollar in exchange for failing hearts so loudly say
Oh, how I surely know that frame of mind
Sleeping softly curbside
Comfortably abroad on a stolen ticket
None of this will last, all of this will pass
When bedsheets are broken glass
I know your hearts will skip a beat in empathy
If you need a little cash, you sell yourself to everything
A dollar in exchange for failing hearts so loudly say
Oh, how I surely know that frame of mind
Sleeping softly curbside
Comfortably abroad on a stolen ticket
None of this will last, all of this will pass
When bedsheets are broken glass
I know your hearts will skip a beat in empathy
It′s just that easy, pick yourself up
And go give the world a great, big smile
Hey, hey, kid, hey, kid, get a job
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, kid, get a job
Wash that mouth out, ditch those morals
Sleep your way right to, right to the top
Hey, hey, kid, hey, kid get a job
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, kid, get a job
Writer(s): Casey Blue Crescenzo Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com