Birds of Tokyo - The Others Lyrics

Get the lyrics to the song: The Others by Birds of Tokyo at LyricsKeeper.com.
The Others

The Others Lyrics |
---|
What Are The Lyrics For The Others By Birds of Tokyo?
I'm losing days
Living life in cinematic haze Moving through it frame by frame And I'm trying not to notice That I'm never in the moment I'll let it pass A numbing sense Disguised by sleight of hand Better thoughts are built on air And they'll crumble if I hold them And it won't last in the moment Wait, am I about to lose myself again In between these walls so torn and thin Everything is seen for what it is Why don't I feel like all the others Why don't I feel like all the others Just like the broken I have suffered So why don't I feel like all the others I don't recall What it's like to walk down vacant halls What if I could turn it off If I wake up from this coma Will I wake up in the moment I wrestle fate Knowing life will win this great debate Chance will have the final say And I wonder for a moment Will I break down When it's over Wait, am I about to lose myself again In between these walls so torn and thin Everything is seen for what it is Why don't I feel like all the others Why don't I feel like all the others Just like the broken I have suffered So why don't I feel like all the others All the others All the others All the others All the others |
Who Wrote The Others By Birds of Tokyo?
Adam John Spark, Adam Peter Weston, Glenn Michael Sarangapany, Ian Lewis Kenny, Ian Patrick Berney
|
What's The Duration Of The The Others By Birds of Tokyo?The duration of The Others is 4:45 minutes and seconds. |
More Lyrics
0 | 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | A | B | C | D | E | F | G | H | I | J | K | L | M | N | O | P | Q | R | S | T | U | V | W | X | Y | Z
Lyrics Of The Day
- The Rockin' Highliners: It Doesn't Matter Yo this is the Rock kicking it with the Refugee camp…
- Buck Clarke: I'll Remember April This lovely day will lengthen into evening…
- Katherine Ellis: When You Touch Me [Bart B Moor Dub] Well you're boring me now…
- Mukala: Regret Maybe I was six or maybe five or three…
- Mary Ellen Tanner: But Not for Me Old man sunshine listen you…