In the night where I live,
There's strange force in your kiss oh
All's divine in desire
With an ire of philosophy,
Burning scrolls in the naked heat,
Oh how coy is your little boy. No!
Cause I know it don't read that well. Yeah!
I got buried
No it won't be long before I rise in
I got buried
No it won't be long. Yeah!
In the night where I live,
Your children sway they fuel the kitch
Raise their glass to Soviet cries in the ward,
And in shadows
Outright, in times of old,
Fumes are falling, smell them burn,
Like always, yes always.
Now here!
Cause I know it don't read that well.
And I know, only time will tell me
I got buried
No it won't be long before I rise in.
I got buried
No it won't be long before I rise in song
And I know it don't read that well, yeah
I got buried
No it won't be long before I rise in.
I got oh buried
Oh no
Cause I know I got you
Young The Giant - I Got Lyrics
Young The Giant - I Got Lyrics
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In the night where I live,
There's strange force in your kiss oh
All's divine in desire
With an ire of philosophy,
Burning scrolls in the naked heat,
Oh how coy is your little boy. No!
Cause I know it don't read that well. Yeah!
I got buried
No it won't be long before I rise in
I got buried
No it won't be long. Yeah!
In the night where I live,
Your children sway they fuel the kitch
Raise their glass to Soviet cries in the ward,
And in shadows
Outright, in times of old,
Fumes are falling, smell them burn,
Like always, yes always.
Now here!
Cause I know it don't read that well.
And I know, only time will tell me
I got buried
No it won't be long before I rise in.
I got buried
No it won't be long before I rise in song
And I know it don't read that well, yeah
I got buried
No it won't be long before I rise in.
I got oh buried
Oh no
Cause I know I got you
There's strange force in your kiss oh
All's divine in desire
With an ire of philosophy,
Burning scrolls in the naked heat,
Oh how coy is your little boy. No!
Cause I know it don't read that well. Yeah!
I got buried
No it won't be long before I rise in
I got buried
No it won't be long. Yeah!
In the night where I live,
Your children sway they fuel the kitch
Raise their glass to Soviet cries in the ward,
And in shadows
Outright, in times of old,
Fumes are falling, smell them burn,
Like always, yes always.
Now here!
Cause I know it don't read that well.
And I know, only time will tell me
I got buried
No it won't be long before I rise in.
I got buried
No it won't be long before I rise in song
And I know it don't read that well, yeah
I got buried
No it won't be long before I rise in.
I got oh buried
Oh no
Cause I know I got you
Writer: BEN VAUGHT, CHAD BENEKOS, DOUG BOYCE, JERRAD SHAIN, MARK YOUNG, WES GEER
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Performed By: Young The Giant
Written by: BEN VAUGHT, CHAD BENEKOS, DOUG BOYCE, JERRAD SHAIN, MARK YOUNG, WES GEER