Elliott Speed Of Film Lyrics

Speed Of Film Lyrics

turn around. turn to me. maybe you're the one who's overrated. this painted town
is blinding me, silver shock in its glow. trust the moving colors. trust the
random actions. this normal life, it's not so simple. gate our conversation
from their armored rumors. this normal life is not so simple. predatory
profiling is causing me to change shape. form their own illusions, form of
metamorphosing. it's escaping me to keep it in. let it all fall simple. let the
color wash away. your motor sensors let them in to stimulate the moments, this
time it's not your timing, this time it's not your timing. flash forms of skin
and ink are marvels of the new world. this time it's not your timing.