Neon Crucifix Songtext
von XYLØ

Drink up ′til I'm sick on myself
Back off the brain, I push it there, I push it there
Clean up real nice, broken inside
Back off the brain, I push it there, I push it there

I guess I′ll hold on, until tomorrow
I'll hold on

Like a little soul to feel the pressure made of money
Spinny-inny-inny, crush it up 'til you love me, yeah
I don′t wanna listen, let me talk, I′m on a mission
I don't wanna listen, let me talk, I′m on a mission (goin' up)

I think I′m flying, woah
I think I'm flying, woah
Long way down from this bliss
Till I′m spilling my confessions to that neon crucifix


One eye open, here comes the fear
It's the last time, I swear, I swear

I guess I'll hold on, until tomorrow
I′ll hold on (hold on)

Like a little soul to feel the pressure made of money
Spinny-inny-inny, crush it up ′til you love me

I think I'm flying, woah
I think I′m flying, woah
Long way down from this bliss
Till I'm spilling my confessions to that neon crucifix

(It′s a long way, long way down)
(It's a long way, long way down)
(It′s a long way, long way down, it's a long way)
(It's a long way, long way down)

34° 06′ 48" North
118° 20′ 02" West
(It's a long way)