Black Country, New Road - Basketball Shoes (Live) lyrics
[Black Country, New Road - Basketball Shoes Live lyrics]
Concord flies in my room
Tears the house to shreds
Defines the night for us
Home for us, stick insects
And leaves no trace of luck
At every market, that we intersect
I die like fifteen times inside
She counts the yellow courgette
And she glows like my mother
With the same warm brow
Like childhood holidays gone
I'll say something weightless like
Where the hell do you fall from?
But she understands me
Looks at me with wide eyes
Like she's found God again
She looks me in soft focus all around me
I can't see the football game
On my dad's sofa
We are still
And we never look at our phones anymore
Oh I can't think of anything better
Pick a hair off my sweater
And drown in me
Like boyfriend genes
Oh I haven't felt this way in like ever
She is the convo, I am the weather
And the clamp is a cracked smile cheek
That tortures me
And I haven't felt this way in like ever
She is the convo, I am the weather
And the planet is a cracked smile cheek
And it tortures me
Oh and my bed sheets now are wet
Oh of Charli
I pray to forget
In dreams my face is still in your chest
Oh your generous loan to me
Your crippling interest
My bed sheets now are wet
Of Charli
I pray to forget
In dreams my face is still in your chest
Oh your generous loan to me
Your crippling interest
Oh and my bed sheets now are wet
Of Charli
I pray to forget (Ah!)
In dreams my face is still in your chest
Oh your generous loan to me
Your crippling interest
Tears the house to shreds
Defines the night for us
Home for us, stick insects
And leaves no trace of luck
At every market, that we intersect
I die like fifteen times inside
She counts the yellow courgette
And she glows like my mother
With the same warm brow
Like childhood holidays gone
I'll say something weightless like
Where the hell do you fall from?
But she understands me
Looks at me with wide eyes
Like she's found God again
She looks me in soft focus all around me
I can't see the football game
On my dad's sofa
We are still
And we never look at our phones anymore
Oh I can't think of anything better
Pick a hair off my sweater
And drown in me
Like boyfriend genes
Oh I haven't felt this way in like ever
She is the convo, I am the weather
And the clamp is a cracked smile cheek
That tortures me
And I haven't felt this way in like ever
She is the convo, I am the weather
And the planet is a cracked smile cheek
And it tortures me
Oh and my bed sheets now are wet
Oh of Charli
I pray to forget
In dreams my face is still in your chest
Oh your generous loan to me
Your crippling interest
My bed sheets now are wet
Of Charli
I pray to forget
In dreams my face is still in your chest
Oh your generous loan to me
Your crippling interest
Oh and my bed sheets now are wet
Of Charli
I pray to forget (Ah!)
In dreams my face is still in your chest
Oh your generous loan to me
Your crippling interest