Silvering - Montreal Lyrics

Shake! Fake some breaks with the spins & shakes. Because most blessed things are overrated. With lots of luck and luck and luck and a little give, most loved men will soon be hated. Faster! Faster! Let's start after fires once designed with the laughter. You fill up lungs with situations in a cross-beam spree. Lock your jaw, tie back your wings. Don't mind the nervousness and the fumbing. With a little luck, she'll beat you to the punch. Strum and break all your heartstrings. It's all you have. This is where everything melts away and it seems practically natural that she beat you to the punch