Waiting for the Storm - Turboweekend

You’re in the bushes, kickin' up dirt

Ghost lover creeping up under your skirt

Diggin' old bones out of the ground

Striking matches just to hear the sound

There is a fire in your head tonight

By all the

And you’re walking on glass

Everything around you is moving so fast

Nothing I started is going to last

I’ll be waiting, waiting for the storm to pass

To pass, to pass, waiting for the storm

To pass, to pass, waiting for the storm

You’re sleeping over in a strange bed

In the kitchen, you’re baking up the strange breed

Rumors are spinning faster than ever before

You play it safe, keeping your face close to the floor

Flipping beetles, just to watch them fight

By all the

And you’re walking on glass

Everything around you is moving so fast

Nothing I started is going to last

I’ll be waiting, waiting for the storm to pass

To pass, to pass, waiting for the storm

To pass, to pass, waiting for the storm

To pass, to pass, waiting for the storm

To pass, to pass, waiting for the storm

There’s a new it’s a new game

You’re being swallowed by a new wave

The invisible hand is writing fire on the wall

the pillars, to see if they’ll fall

Don’t like into the mercury line

By all the

And you’re walking on glass

Everything around you is moving so fast

Nothing I started is going to last

I’ll be waiting, waiting for the storm to pass