The Early November - Digital Age - text písně

One, two

In a digital age, I'm feeling out done
It's my brain that can't spell
And my heart that can't hold down
The keys to type it out

So even if I can't read, life's a puzzle you see
I put together the things, that come easy to me
I played with shapes for thirty years

So can the crayons and the colorful paints
That never step foot in the digital age
And play the songs streamed on video screens
We don't need shows in a digital scene
So give up
So give up

In the last final days, I'm finding my way
Hoping I write a song a computer can't fake
But that's the hypocrite in me

So can the crayons and the colorful paints
That never step foot in the digital age
And play the songs streamed on video screens
We don't need shows in a digital scene
So give up
So give up
So give up

Přidal: semir11 dne 17. 07. 2012 v 18:24.
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