An American Warehouse in London
Lyrics
State of the art
Weight of the world
On the breeze
But the car won't start
Leave it in park
All your best ideas got left in the dark
We came here for fun
But civil unrest gets the best of everyone
Sometimes you run
Sometimes you can't even get out of bed
But if you're giving up
I'm coming too
I'm done with the where, when, who
Living up coast
Heard you know a beach where no one goes
Even us
We were just scared
Guess everybody was
Hit me with the loading time
Muddle your heart with mine
There's sunlight in the lens
You know how this one ends
Was it the speed
Or was it the temperature?
Should have left it to the amateurs
Was it the rage?
Was it the creeping fear of the empty page?
How much do you weigh?
And how much of us will be left when we get there?
Maybe you don't ever want to see me again
At least I'll never have to small talk with your friends
International school
All the accents in one
I don't care where you're from
English girl in New York
An American warehouse in London
You came here for fun
But the weather and pressure
Get the best of everyone
Sometimes you run
Sometimes you can't even get out of bed and
There's sunlight in the lens
You know how this one ends
Was it the film
Or was it the aperture?
Should have left it to the amateurs
Was it the age?
Was it the creeping fear of the empty stage?
How much do they pay?
And how much of us will be left when they get here?
Maybe I don't ever want to see you again
At least you'll never have to small talk with my friends
There's sunlight in the lens
You know how this one ends
Was it the speed
Or was it the temperature?
Should have left it to the amateurs
Was it the rage?
Was it the creeping fear of the empty page?
How much do you weigh?
And how much of us will be left when we get there?
Maybe you don't ever want to see me again
At least I'll never have to small talk with your friends
And it's four in the morning
And there's nothing left to fear
But euphoria's burning
When you're not here
When you're not here
When you're not here
When you're not here
When you're not here
When you're not here
When you're not here
When you're not here
Writer(s): Danny Blandy, Fred Macpherson, Jed Cullen
Copyright(s): Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
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