Imogen Heap - First Train Home (Royal Sapien Sakkura Remix) | Текст песни

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• First Train Home (Royal Sapien Sakkura Remix)

I've got to get on it.
I've got to get on it.
I've got to get on it.

Bodies disengaged, our mouths are fleshing over.
It's just an echo game, irises retreating to ovals of white.
The urge to feel your face, and blood rushing to paint my handprint.
A frisbee one by one; your vinyl on lamanent, just prefer some kind of contact.

First train home, I've got to get on it.
First train home, I've got to get on it.
First train home, I've got to get on it.
First train home, I've got to get on it.
First train home, I've got to get on it.
First train home, I've got to get on it.
First train home

So what? You've had one too many.
So what? I'm not that much fun to be with.
So what? You've come silly hatter.
So what? I didn't want to come here, anyway.