The Postelles - White Night | Текст песни

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I won't go.
I won't stay 'til you give me a taste.
I wanna feel like that.

So you shake and I sweat.
Now we dance.
No, let's sit.
No, no, no, no, no.
I wanna feel like that.

So tell me, do you like that?
(I don't think I like that.)
Well maybe we should stop this.
(I wish we never started.)
Oh, maybe we should go.
I wanna feel like okay.

I got a problem and it drains my soul.
Don't tell.
Nobody knows.
I used to feel alright.
Now, I'm uptight 'cause the white, white nights, oh white, white nights, woah white, white nights bore me.

Oh, so it's a long way in New York City and I fell so fast.
It wasn't pretty.
It's a long way down, but I wanna go 'cause I'm a symptomatic, automatic city-ridden dizzy track, but I don't really care that much 'cause I know where my head is at.
I'm a symptomatic, automatic city-ridden dizzy track.

Tell me, do you like that?
(I don't think I like that.)
Well maybe we should stop this.
(I wish we never started.)
Oh, maybe we should go.
I wanna feel like okay.

I got a problem and it drains my soul.
Don't tell.
Nobody knows.
I used to feel alright.
Now, I'm uptight 'cause the white, white nights, oh white, white nights, woah white, white nights bore me.

Oh, and it's a long way down in New York City.

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