Texty: David Gray. Life In Slow Motion. Alibi.

Stone blind alibi, I will eat the lie
Find the word, could break any spell that binds you
Prayers like ammonites, curl beneath the lights
How I long to bite any hand that feeds you more

Where d?it all go wrong
My Friday night enfant?
Where d?it all go wrong
My Friday night enfant?

All night buzz on a line
It?s only blood on the rime
Wrecks my head every time
It leads me on

Where d'it all go wrong
My Friday night enfant?
Where d'it all go wrong
My Friday night enfant?

Tonight, tonight
Tonight I'm running wild, I'm running
Tonight I'm running wild, I'm running
Tonight I'm running wild, I'm running
Tonight I'm running wild, I'm running
Tonight I'm running wild