Paroles de Derail

Abrasive to the touch All in all in all the same thing now We are gathered here in nonesuch Hooks back to the line And I trip over myself here I trip over myself Something's stuck in me here And I can't get out Some in paint Some in blood Some in makeup Derail me Derail me Derail me Derail me To everything Churn, churn, churn There is a season Churn, churn, churn There is a reason Churn, churn, churn This ain't the time or the place I am sick of walking into rainbows I am sick of plugging into rainbows I am sick of tuning into rainbows I am sick of turning into rainbows Some in paint Some in blood Some in makeup Derail me Derail me Derail me Derail me Some in paint Some in blood Some in makeup Derail me Derail me Derail me Derail me