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Czech One
King Krule Lyrics


The train's motion
Untidy echo
And she pants

She asked me why I'm here but I come here every night
Do you need to tell her something? No, I need a place to write
And as the sea of darkness forms and casts us into night
You ask me what her name was called but I found it hard to write
One time I was impaled, forlorn, and thrown into a pile
I said you know where I'm coming from and she looked me in the eye
Loverboy, you drown too quick
You're fading out of sight

Is it the numb density? Can't even look her in the eye
Where tiny men have been absorbed for questioning the sky
To when and where the stars were formed, the glance upon this night
Lightyears to sit upon and paint us as we lie
And to think it's us she's wasted on, can't even look her in the eye

See I've found a new place to mourn, she asked me who died
Well, if there's a dark uniform, I need a place to hide
As simple as his faith had gone, the burning of the spire
And yet he still searched for warmth but it was cold by the fire

She grips me tight, she grips me tight
But I still rip at the seams
I can't sleep at night, never slept at night
But she still sits in my dreams
I'm out of sight, so out of sight
But she sees what I see, she's watching me

She's still watching me

She still sees what I see
The train's motion
Untidy echo

Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: ARCHY IVAN MARSHALL

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Reelika Karpats

The train’s motion
Untidy echo
And she pants
She asked me why I’m here but I come here every night
Do you need to tell her something? No I need a place to write
And as the sea of darkness forms and casts us into night
You ask me what her name was called but I found it hard to write
One time I was impaled forlorn and thrown into a pile
I said you know where I’m coming from and she looked me in the eye
Loverboy you drown too quick
You’re fading out of sight
Is it the numb density? Can’t even look her in the eye
Where tiny men have been absorbed for questioning the sky
To when and where the stars were formed, that glance upon this night
Lightyears to sit upon and paint us as we lie
And to think it’s us she’s wasted on, can’t even look her in the eye
See I’ve found a new place to mourn, she asked me who died
Well if there’s a dark uniform, I need a place to hide
As simple as his faith had gone, the burning of the spire
And yet he still searched for warmth but it was cold by the fire
She grips me tight, she grips me tight
But I still rip at the seams
I can’t sleep at night, never slept at night
But she still sits in my dreams
I’m out of sight, so out of sight
But she sees what I see, she’s watching me
She’s still watching me
She still sees what I see
The train’s motion
Untidy echo



Tommaso Poggi

The train’s motion
Untidy echo
And she pants

She asked me why I’m here but I come here every night
Do you need to tell her something? No I need a place to write
And as the sea of darkness forms and casts us into night
You ask me what her name was called but I found it hard to write
One time I was impaled forlorn and thrown into a pile
I said you know where I’m coming from and she looked me in the eye
Loverboy you drown too quick
You’re fading out of sight

Is it the numb density? Can’t even look her in the eye
Where tiny men have been absorbed for questioning the sky
To when and where the stars were formed, that glance upon this night
Lightyears to sit upon and paint us as we lie
And to think it’s us she’s wasted on, can’t even look her in the eye

See I’ve found a new place to mourn, she asked me who died
Well if there’s a darker uniform, I need a place to hide
As simple as his faith had gone, the burning of the spire
And yet he still searched for warmth but it was cold by the fire

She grips me tight, she grips me tight
But I still rip at the seams
I can’t sleep at night, never slept at night
But she still sits in my dreams
I’m out of sight, so out of sight
But she sees what I see, she’s watching me

She’s still watching me

She still sees what I see
The train’s motion
Untidy echo



Juan Felipe Olmos Babilonia

El movimiento del tren
Eco desordenado
Y ella jadea
Ella me preguntó por qué estoy aquí, pero vengo aquí cada noche.
¿Necesitas decirle algo? No, necesito un lugar para escribir
Y como el mar de las tinieblas se forma y nos lanza en la noche
Tú me preguntas cómo se llamaba su nombre pero me costó escribir
Una vez fui empalado, desamparado y arrojado a un montón.
Dije que sabes de dónde vengo y me miró a los ojos,
''Chico del amor, te ahogas demasiado rápido, te estás perdiendo de vista''.
¿Es la densidad entumecida? Ni siquiera puede mirarla a los ojos,
donde hombres diminutos han sido absorbidos para cuestionar el cielo;
para cuando y donde se formaron las estrellas, esa mirada sobre esta noche.
Años luz para sentarse y pintarnos cómo mentimos
y pensar que es a nosotros lo que ella desperdicia, ni siquiera puede mirarla a los ojos.
He encontrado un nuevo lugar para llorar, me preguntó quién murió
Bueno, si hay un uniforme oscuro, necesito un lugar para esconderme.
Tan simple como su fe se había ido, la quema de la aguja
Y sin embargo todavía buscaba calor, pero hacía frío por el fuego
Ella me agarra fuerte, me agarra fuerte
Pero todavía rasgo en las costuras
No puedo dormir por la noche, nunca dormí por la noche
pero ella todavía se sienta en mis sueños
Estoy fuera de la vista, tan fuera de la vista
pero ella ve lo que veo, me está mirando
Ella todavía me está mirando
Ella todavía ve lo que veo
El movimiento del tren
Eco desordenado.



crystalized H.

The train's motion
Untidy echo
And she pants
She asked me why I'm here
But I come here every night
Do you need to tell her something?
No I need a place to write
And as the sea of darkness forms
And casts us into night
You ask me what her name was called
But I found it hard to write
One time I was impaled forlorn
And thrown into a pile
I said you know where I'm coming from
And she looked me in the eye
Loverboy, you drown too quick
You're fading out of sight
Is it the numb density?
Can't even look her in the eye
Where tiny men have been absorbed
For questioning the sky
To when and where the stars were formed
That glance upon this night
Light-years to sit upon
And paint us as we lie
And to think it's us she's wasted on
Can't even look her in the eye
See, I've found a new place to mourn
She asked me who died
Well if there's a dark uniform
I need a place to hide
As simple as his faith had gone
The burning of the spire
And yet he still searched for warmth
But it was cold by the fire
She grips me tight
She grips me tight
But I still rip at the seams
I can't sleep at night
Never slept at night
But she still sits in my dreams
I'm out of sight, so out of sight
But she sees what I see
She's watching me
She's still watching me
She still sees what I see
The train's motion
Untidy echo



Jovanny Dominguez

She asked me why I’m here but I come here every night
Do you need to tell her something? No I need a place to write
And as the sea of darkness forms and casts us into night
You ask me what her name was called but I found it hard to write
One time I was impaled forlorn and thrown into a pile
I said you know where I’m coming from and she looked me in the eye
Loverboy you drown too quick
You’re fading out of sight

Is it the numb density? Can’t even look her in the eye
Where tiny men have been absorbed for questioning the sky
To when and where the stars were formed, that glance upon this night
Lightyears to sit upon and paint us as we lie
And to think it’s us she’s wasted on, can’t even look her in the eye

See I’ve found a new place to mourn, she asked me who died
Well if there’s a dark uniform, I need a place to hide
As simple as his faith had gone, the burning of the spire
And yet he still searched for warmth but it was cold by the fire

She grips me tight, she grips me tight
But I still rip at the seams
I can’t sleep at night, never slept at night
But she still sits in my dreams
I’m out of sight, so out of sight
But she sees what I see, she’s watching me



Lefa

The train's motion
Untidy echo
And she pants
She asked me why I'm here
But I come here every night
Do you need to tell her something?
No I need a place to write
And as the sea of darkness forms
And casts us into night
You ask me what her name was called
But I found it hard to write
One time I was impaled forlorn
And thrown into a pile
I said you know where I'm coming from
And she looked me in the eye
Loverboy, you drown too quick
You're fading out of sight
Is it the numb density?
Can't even look her in the eye
Where tiny men have been absorbed
For questioning the sky
To when and where the stars were formed
That glance upon this night
Light-years to sit upon
And paint us as we lie
And to think it's us she's wasted on
Can't even look her in the eye
See, I've found a new place to mourn
She asked me who died
Well if there's a dark uniform
I need a place to hide
As simple as his faith had gone
The burning of the spire
And yet he still searched for warmth
But it was cold by the fire
She grips me tight
She grips me tight
But I still rip at the seams
I can't sleep at night
Never slept at night
But she still sits in my dreams
I'm out of sight, so out of sight
But she sees what I see
She's watching me
She's still watching me
She still sees what I see
The train's motion
Untidy echo



All comments from YouTube:

chaaarlieee1

Archy Marshall. What a fucking icon. He will be regarded as one of England's finest, along with Bowie, Morrissey, and Ian Curtis. Just wish more people would recognize his genius, one of the best artists in history is alive and young in 2017, producing music, playing shows, and with a whole life ahead of him.

-xX666Archain666Xx- I Approved by China 1927-1949

i don't understand why people can't like art they enjoy let that be the end of that
where's the need of making dumb podiums and wanting other people to accept them
why can't you just say "i really really love his music" and go home

mondo_depresso

> one of the best artists in history

Come on.

grolnus del butus

@ilovebeinghip very clever

ilovebeinghip

joy division are shit

Andy Rodriguez

I think it's safe to say the director of this video knows what he is doing, wow.

Rachel

FUN FACT: the director of this video is actually the mother to his child and his girlfriend

Andrew Albertson

@Briana I watxhed that from your comment. Holy shit! I need to see everything frank Lebon's ever done now

joseito bendito

the thunders and the city man, fucking brilliant

Briana

He also did cant believe the way we flow !

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