Monday, January 24, 2011

~Its future rust and then its future dust..



So I walked through to the haze
And a million dirty waves
Now I see you lying there
Like a lilo, losing air... air
Black rocks on the shoreline surf
Still that summer I cannot bear
And I wipe the sand from my eyes
It's the Spanish Sahara, the place that you'd wanna
leave the horror, yeah...

Forget the horror here
Forget the horror here
Leave it all down here
It's future rust and then it's future dust

Forget the horror here
Forget the horror here
Leave it all down here
It's future rust and then it's future dust...

Now the waves, they drag you down
Carry you to broken ground
Though I'll find you in the sand
Wipe you clean with dirty hands
So god damn this boiling space
It's the Spanish Sahara, the place that you'd wanna
leave the horror, yeah...

Forget the horror here
Forget the horror here
Leave it all down here
It's future rust and it's future dust
I'm the fury in your head
I'm the fury in your bed
I'm the ghost in the back of your head
Cause I am...
I'm the fury in your head
I'm the fury in your bed
I'm the ghost in the back of your head
Cause I am...
I'm the fury in your head
I'm the fury in your bed
I'm the ghost in the back of your head
Cause I am...

Forget the horror here
Forget the horror here
Leave it all down here
It's future rust and it's future dust

Calm the fury in your head
Calm the fury in your bed
I'm the ghost in the back of your head
Cause I am...
Quiet the fury in your head
Quiet the fury in your bed
I'm the ghost in the back of your head
Cause I am...
Quiet the fury in your head
Quiet the fury in your bed
I'm the ghost in the back of your head

Cause I am.

:: Foals: Spanish Sahara

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