Texty:
Killers The Day Age

Console me in my darkest hour Convince me that the truth is always grey Caress me in your velvet chair Conceal me from the ghosts you cast away I'm in

The unknown distance to the gray beyond Stares back at my grieving frame To cast my shadow by the holy sun My spirit moans with a sacred pain It's quiet

: It's getting close to sundown Over the Sierra Stranded on the heat wave Burning with desire She was on the sidewalk Looking for a nightlife Talked

be the night that I stand among a thousand thrills Can you cut me some slack 'Cause I don't wanna go back I want a new day and age Come on girls and

: Console me in my darkest hour Convince me that the truth is always grey Caress me in your velvet chair Conceal me from the ghosts you cast away I'

: The Dustland Fairytale begins With just another white trash county kiss in '61. Long brown hair, and foolish eyes. He'd look just like you'd want

: The emotion it was electric And the stars, they all aligned I knew I had to make my decision But I never made the time No, I never made the time

: We used to tear it down, but now we just exist. The things that i did wrong, I'll bet you've got a list. Now i know how you remember and those moments

the meantime by myself WOOO! He's a real winner! All over they say Sleeping in the lazy afternoon! A danger to the doubters they assume! ahha ahha ahha ahha [ The Killers