I Don’t Mine The Psychedelic Furs

Lit like halloween
And roadtop signs
That i can't read
Dream from out of place
And aimed at empty songs
That he said
On knees i wait
From falling off my feet
And god is gold
Dust a shallow grave
Will follow you and me
And fall on you

[Chorus]
Sleep comes
It's like a dream
And conversation speaks
In made up lines repeat
Say what i said

Red light or green
Scared but i can't speak
Paved boredom grey
Take what i need
From out of place