Page The Printers Lyrics
- Genre:Pop
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
Grinning as you give on straight streets held by wires taut and long
Groaning as you go down loud lanes where you're grated by the throng
Working for a wage where steam makes you cry
Leave it all behind for floors that stick and sticks that strike in time
Page the printers
I've found the lines
Send your corrections
When you find the time
Living on the lips of lights that shine so bright you barely hear
Licking all the wounds you've weathered over your listless career
Working for a wage where soap suds scar your thighs
Leave it all behind for floors that stick and sticks that strike in time
Page the printers
I've found the lines
Send your corrections
Pay in kind
Page the printers
I've found the lines
Send your corrections
When you find the time