Time Has Deserted Us
Kashmir"Time Has Deserted Us" ist ein Song von Kashmir, 2010, Pop. Der Song dauert 3:48, 58 lines / 231 words.
Songtext
0:24The coolest enemy
0:27That I have ever seen
0:30Is huming on impending war
0:36He slouches on the couch
0:38And tramples on the vow
0:42Not to come here anymore
0:47Some persistent nerve
0:50That he has got preserved
0:53When I am all dry ice to touch
0:59An unaffected smile
1:02To add up to his pile
1:05Of insolence immaculate
1:10Time has deserted us
1:13So have our days
1:16The author has written us
1:19Out of his play
1:23And without a sound
1:24I'll gently vaporize
1:33He is bringing drinks and talk
1:36And chicken wings on fork
1:39That dances in his master plan
1:45And everything gets turned
1:48Like nothings ever learned
1:51The gates of hell unlock themselves
1:57Now what else could it be
1:59When you face your enemy
2:02Still to soft shelled to withstand
2:08This growing pressure balloon
2:11Is meant to crack up soon
2:14The silence to be infinite
2:20Time has deserted us
2:23So have our days
2:26The author has written us
2:29Out of his play
2:33And without a sound
2:34I'll slowly glide away
2:42I am not saying where I am headed
2:46Or where I will end
2:49Surely would regret it
2:51I am not precious but well spent
2:55And without a sound
2:57I'll quickly vaporize
3:05Closed ends
3:08Past tense
3:10Dead friends
3:13No offense
3:16Closed ends
3:19Past tense
3:22Dead friends
3:25No offense
3:28Closed ends
3:31Past tense
3:34Dead friends
3:37No offense
3:39Closed ends
3:42Past tense
3:45Dead friends
3:48No offense
The coolest enemy That I have ever seen Is huming on impending war He slouches on the couch And tramples on the vow Not to come here anymore Some persistent nerve That he has got preserved When I am all dry ice to touch An unaffected smile To add up to his pile Of insolence immaculate Time has deserted us So have our days The author has written us Out of his play And without a sound I'll gently vaporize He is bringing drinks and talk And chicken wings on fork That dances in his master plan And everything gets turned Like nothings ever learned The gates of hell unlock themselves Now what else could it be When you face your enemy Still to soft shelled to withstand This growing pressure balloon Is meant to crack up soon The silence to be infinite Time has deserted us So have our days The author has written us Out of his play And without a sound I'll slowly glide away I am not saying where I am headed Or where I will end Surely would regret it I am not precious but well spent And without a sound I'll quickly vaporize Closed ends Past tense Dead friends No offense Closed ends Past tense Dead friends No offense Closed ends Past tense Dead friends No offense Closed ends Past tense Dead friends No offense
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