Texty: Tom McRae. Other. Election Day.

She will be all over you
Like dust, like rain
Smoken mirrors are miracles
She's still your flame
Your flame

Roll the polls for the candidate
So, what's your big idea
Thought I was running out of hate
But no, not this year

And how have you feeled
When the searchlight reveals
You to be just another fake
And the words that you're saying
Well they don't mean a thing
They're just noises on your tongue
Your tongue

Now, every day's election day
No one's on the streets
We've all sang our love songs
Of liberation and defeat

And how have you feeled
When the searchlight reveals
You to be just another fake
And the words that you're saying
Well they don't mean a thing
They're just noises on your tongue
And all the money you make
From some suckers grave
It's you that you defy
You defy

Every generation
Fails the next inline
And I'm always a step ahead
I'm busy failing mine

And I know how it feels
When the searchlight reveals
You to be just another fake
And the words that you're saying
Well they don't mean a thing
They're just noises on your tongue

And all the money you make
From some suckers grave
It's you that you defy

Yeah, how does it feel
When the searchlight reveals
You to be just another fake
And the words that you're saying
Well they don't mean a thing
They're just noises on your tongue
Your tongue