Then into our life there comes a darkness There's a spacecraft blocking out the sky And there is nowhere to hide You run to the back and you cover your ears But it's the loudest sound you've ever heard And all we trapped Rag doll cloth people We are helpless to resist Into our darkest hour
But it was just a laugh Just a laugh Just a laugh Just a laugh Even at this angle And so we crumble
A ten ton head made of wet sand This dread circumference You gotta be kidding me The grass grows over me
Your face in the glass In the glass It was just a laugh Just a laugh It's whatever you say it is Split infinities
Then into your life there comes a darkness And a spacecraft blocking out the sky And there's nowhere to hide You run to the back and you cover your ears But it's the loudest sound you've ever heard Into your darkest hour
When you've had enough of me When you've had enough of me Sweet times When you've had enough of me When you've had enough of me Sweet times Sweet times Sweet times Sweet times
Compositores: Colin Charles Greenwood (PRS), Edward John O'brien (PRS), Jonathan Richard Guy Greenwood (PRS), Philip James Selway (PRS), Thomas Edward Yorke (PRS)Editor: Warner Chappell Music Ltd (PRS)Publicado em 2016ECAD verificado obra #16664957 e fonograma #17782172 em 04/Abr/2024 com dados da UBEM