4 acessos
Never was a prize at the bottom of a bottle
And you've looked more often than you would admit
Never was a prize at the bottom of a bottle
There is only a bridle and a bit
Andromeda we hold your hand
Spin round and collide with me
Andromeda I will drink again
Twenty minutes in, I am no longer beginning
And I haven't lost the feeling but I've lost the game
All I really want is a head upon my shoulder
For a head upon my shoulder, should've had a son
Andromeda we hold your hand
Run this body into the ground
Andromeda I will love again
Twenty years ago, on the back of a night out
We are boys, we are standing on the hood, shouting:
I want everything, I want everything to die
I want all things to die at once, all die at once
Andromeda we hold your hand
Run this body into the ground
Andromeda make us one again