Troublemaker – Camera Obscura – letras

It’s late, we turn the Tv offIt’s old, makes the sound of a salt-shakerOh, you want to build fires on hot daysFeel the coolness of my gaze, I’m a troublemakerThree years in and I call to crush what remains of this loveOn a cold morning of you arrivingI was struggling for survival, oohIt’s late, we turn the Tv offIt’s old, makes the sound of a salt-shaker, a windbreakerOh, you want to build fires on hot daysFeel the coolness of my gaze, I’m a troublemakerThree years in and I call to crush what remains of this loveOh, it’s going to be one hell of a year, keeping secretsIn water tight compartments, dear, it’s giving me the fearAnd I fall down like a tonne of bricksWhat makes me sick won’t make me quitI fall down like a tonne of bricksWhat makes me sick won’t make me quitI knew what you were talking aboutI knew what you were talking aboutYes, I knew what you were talking aboutYes, I knew what you were talking about