Lyrics Daughter - Amsterdam

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Amsterdam
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Amsterdam
Skin off like lightning
Breathing flames from tourist trade
Your eyes go quite frightening
You lock your gaze on to my face

Heavy eyed
Crawling on the roadside
Swinging from the street lights

I hope by the morning I will have grown back
By the morning I will have grown back
I'll escape with him
Show him all my skin
Then I'll go
I'll go home
Amsterdam

I'm a flying kite in the breeze just
Restlessly seeking images a child needs to help them sleep
I've been thinking that I should see someone
Just to find out if I'm alright

By the morning I will have grown back
By the morning I will have grown back
I'll escape with him
Show him all my skin
Then I'll go
I'll go home
Amsterdam

I used to dream of
Adventure
When I was younger
With lungs miniature
But now we're killing
Our brain cells
Is this called living
Or something else
Or something else

By the morning I will have grown back
By the morning I will have grown back
By the morning I will have grown back
By the morning I will have grown back
Амстердам
Снять кожу, словно расстегнув молнию,
Дыхание перехватывает от туристической торговли.
Твой взгляд становится таким напуганным.
Ты останавливаешь его на моем лице.

С тяжестью в глазах,
Ползешь по обочине,
Покачиваясь от света уличных фонарей.

Надеюсь, что к утру я снова буду взрослой,
Утром я снова стану взрослой.
Я сбегу вместе с ним,
Сначала я покажу ему свою оболочку,
А потом пойду.
Пойду домой.
Амстердам.

Я летящий в небе коршун, просто
Беспокойно ищущий приключений ребенок, который необходим им, чтобы уснуть.
Мне казалось, что нужно увидеть кого-то,
Просто, чтобы поверить в то, что со мной все в порядке.

Утром я снова стану взрослой.
Утром я снова стану взрослой.
Я сбегу вместе с ним,
Сначала, я покажу ему свою оболочку,
А потом пойду.
Пойду домой.
Амстердам.

Я всегда мечтала о
Приключениях,
Когда я была моложе,
Со здоровыми легкими.
Но сейчас мы убиваем
Клетки собственных мозгов.
И это называется жизнь?
Или это все-таки нечто иное,
Нечто иное…

Утром я снова стану взрослой.
Утром я снова стану взрослой.
Утром я снова стану взрослой.
Утром я снова стану взрослой.

Amsterdam
Skin off like lightning
Breathing flames from tourist trade
Your eyes go quite frightening
You lock your gaze on my face

Heavy eyed
Crawling on the roadside
Swinging from the street lights

I hope by the morning i will have grown up
I will have grown back
I'll escape with him
Show him all my skin
Then I'll go
I'll go home
Amsterdam

I'm a flying kite in the breeze just
Restlessly seek them sleep
I've been thinking that I should see someone
Just to find out if i'm alright

I will have grown back
I will have grown back
I'll escape with him
Show him all my skin
Then I'll go
I'll go home
Amsterdam

I used to dream of
Adventure
When I was younger
With lungs miniature
But now we're killing
Our brain cells
Is this called living
Or something else
Or something else

I will have grown back
I will have grown back
I will have grown back
I will have grown back
Amsterdam
Remove the skin, like unzipping,
Breath intercepts from the tourist trade.
Your look becomes so scared.
You stop it on my face.

With heaviness in the eyes,
Crawling on the sidelines
Swaying from the light of street lamps.

I hope that by the morning I will be an adult again,
In the morning I will become an adult again.
I'll run away with him
First, I'll show him my shell,
And then I'll go.
I'll go home.
Amsterdam.

I am a kite flying in the sky, just
An uneasy looking adventure child who needs them to sleep.
It seemed to me that I needed to see someone
Just to believe that I'm fine.

In the morning I will become an adult again.
In the morning I will become an adult again.
I'll run away with him
First, I will show him my shell,
And then I'll go.
I'll go home.
Amsterdam.

I have always dreamed of
Adventures
When i was younger
With healthy lungs.
But now we are killing
Cells of their own brains.
And this is called life?
Or is it something else,
Something else ...

In the morning I will become an adult again.
In the morning I will become an adult again.
In the morning I will become an adult again.
In the morning I will become an adult again.
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