Stranded in this spooky town Stoplights are swaying and the phone lines are down The Floor is crackling cold She took my heart, I think she took my soul with the moon I run far from the carnage of the fiery sun
Driven by the strangled vein showing no mercy I do it again Open up your eye you keep on crying, baby I'll bleed you dry The skies blinking at me I see a storm bubbling up from the sea
And it's coming closer And it's coming closer
You shimmi shook my bone leaving me stranded all in love on my own Do you think of me? Where am I now? baby where do I sleep? feel so good but I'm old, 2000 years of chasing taking its toll
And it's coming closer And it's coming closer And it's coming closer And it's coming closer
Compositores: Anthony Caleb Followill (Caleb Followill) (SESAC), Ivan N Followill (SESAC), Jared Followill (SESAC), Matthew Followill (SESAC)Editores: Followill Music, Martha Street Music, Windswept Holding LLC (ASCAP), Pacific Wind Music (SESAC), Songs Of Southside Independent Music PublishiAdministração: Songs Of Southside Independent Music PublishiPublicado em 2010 (17/Dez)ECAD verificado obra #31272980 e fonograma #2107639 em 02/Mai/2024 com dados da UBEM