romance languages #2
cold war kids
i could never had a devastating loss
watch over me when my bell rings
i would rather be lucky than small
throw me a rope so i can blow rings
i was lost in the languages
i have tripped on all your signs
i would rather give blood than make art
you're so mysterious when your light shines
i was lost in the languages
i was lost in the languages
my head balloon you tried to pierce my ears
preachers in the minister well
they can't compare to the wind in ourselves
i was lost in the languages
i was lost in the languages