Underpass
When I lay my fingers on
Let me drift away
Take me to a place I have known before
Let me hear the words you know I adore
Let me slip away to a world I know
When you sing
Oh oh oh oh take me
I am a slave to your charms
Turn it on
And I wanna celebrate
I can hear your song
Rushing through my veins, it surrounds me now
Touching me inside, I can ride the sound
When you sing
Oh oh oh oh take me
I am a slave to your charms
Turn it on
Can I lay my fingers on?
Soaking in the way you shine
Your rhythm slides around
Suspect Fled The Scene
Old friend,
your horse is ready to ride when morning comes.
From this church town,
where damning rumors drip from holy tongues.
It wont go away.
It wont go away.
It wont go away...
The fever to find a scapegoat fast and fix the blame.
I know, you never meant to leave the way you came.
It wont go away.
It wont go away.
It wont go away...
Lookin down from there stained glass steeple.
They'll never know why you had to run.
Ride as fast as you can, they're shootin to kill...
Ride as fast as you can, they're shootin to kill...
Ride as fast as you can, they're shootin to kill...
Ride as fast as you can, they're shootin to kill...