The Studio Songtext
von The I.L.Y’s

Don′t open that umbrella in the studio
We can't have circles all smeared on the floor
See the lips go grab and pull a canned drink
I love the good graphics too an instinct
And you can′t even tell what's going on
I'm not making the same connections
All my life, the party looks lonely
Close my eyes for me
Where′s the beginning?
All my life, the party looks lonely
Close my eyes for me
Where′s the beginning? I have let myself inside a mistake
Reflective from your take with I, my soulmate
Takin' the ocean that old, it′s too loud
Put your water against mine that's far out
Now there′s nowhere left to be comfortable
You've got to let that body eat itself
All my life, the party looks lonely
Close my eyes for me
Where′s the beginning?
All my life, the party looks lonely
Close my eyes for me
Where's the beginning?

Cellophane, FaceTime, whitehead, beautiful breast
I'm not shaking up my long cane


Off the record the chances are never me
They′re a lot lesser than the person you′re here to see
All my life, the party looks lonely
Close my eyes for me
Where's the beginning?
All my life, the party looks lonely
Close my eyes for me
Where′s the beginning?