Текст песни The Odds - Fingerprints
The Odds - Fingerprints слова песни
Like ghost gamesI conjure up pictures of events in my mindThe swearing and the cannons of laughterbuzz of static counting out timeWhat I wish would have happened I now paint and dress it up welland send it like truth to the tapeletting history swellFingerprints are all but goneso I can make up the story as it goes along There might be the good old daysif all the right things get forgottenA smile can still be photogenicif you can`t see the molars are rottenI hope you`ve had revelationssince I left you behindI`ll at least pretend that you`re happyto stop guilt from making me come untiedsince...Fingerprints are all but goneso I can make up the story as it goes alongFingerprints are all but goneso I can make up the story as it goes along