Testi:
Interpol Lights

She says It helps with the lights out Her rabid glow is like braille to the night. She swears I'm a slave to the details But if your life is such a big

We can cap the old times make playing only logical harm We can top the old lines clay-making that nothing else will change. But she can read, she can

The pavements they are a mess I know you've supported me for a long time Somehow I'm not impressed It is up to me now, turn on the bright lights

My best friend's a butcher, he has sixteen knives He carries them all over the town at least he tries, Oh look it stopped snowing My best friend's from

When she walks down the street, She knows there's people watching. The building fronts are just fronts To hide the people watching her But she once

Surprise, sometimes, will come around Surprise, sometimes, will come around I will surprise you sometime. I'll come around Oh, I will surprise you sometime

I want your silent parts The parts the birds love, I know there's such a place I had my back turned You didn't realize, I'm lonely You lack the things

I wish I could eat the salt off of your lost faded lips We can cap the old times make playing only logical harm We can cap the old lines make playing

Will you put my hands away? Will you be my man? Serve it up, don't wait Let's see about this ham Oh, what happened? Oh, what happened? Home spun desperation