Get Low – Editors – letras

The right cry, the called upAnother name is skippedSit back in time, was worst to fallEven though the sweetsSo get low, get lowCalling for last calllights up the atmosphere, the atmosphereOh, it’s last call, lights up her atmosphere, her atmosphereI am blinded here. I wish I could smoke thissmoke this atmosphere. I wish I could smoke thissmoke this atmosphereI did believe your Bible stings, your prizeI do believe your hate, just give fight nowNow get low, get lowCalling for last calllights up the atmosphere, the atmosphereOh, it’s last call, lights up her atmosphereher atmosphereI am blinded here. I wish I could salt thissalt this atmosphereI wish I could salt this, salt this atmosphereNow get low, get low. Get low, get lowI wish I could salt this, salt this atmosphereI wish I could salt this, salt this atmosphereI wish I could hold this in my earsI wish I could stop this, not salt this atmosphere