In an empty room, I'm a copy.
Maybe crash and burn like gasoline, burn
On empty streets and pavements.
Running from the heat, adrenaline rush
Got the wrong adress
Transfer L.A.X. into the dance cafe
You had your eyes on me
Too many gates, men of many trades
Back at the dance cafe, they had their hands on me
I'm no f*cking doll, you play me
You and your boys, remember my name
How did we get that close, to nothing?
These eyes alone are quite enough
Got the wrong adress
Transfer L.A.X. into the dance cafe
You had your eyes on me
Too many gates, men of many trades
Back at the dance cafe, they had their hands on me
You're closer!
Dead heat!
You're closer!
Dead heat!
You're closer!
Dead heat!
You're closer!
Dead...
Got the wrong adress
Transfer L.A.X. into the dance cafe
You had your eyes on me
Too many gates, men of many trades
Back at the dance cafe, they had their hands on me
Dead heat!
Dead heat!
Division Of Laura Lee - Lax Lyrics
Division Of Laura Lee - Lax Lyrics
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In an empty room, I'm a copy.
Maybe crash and burn like gasoline, burn
On empty streets and pavements.
Running from the heat, adrenaline rush
Got the wrong adress
Transfer L.A.X. into the dance cafe
You had your eyes on me
Too many gates, men of many trades
Back at the dance cafe, they had their hands on me
I'm no f*cking doll, you play me
You and your boys, remember my name
How did we get that close, to nothing?
These eyes alone are quite enough
Got the wrong adress
Transfer L.A.X. into the dance cafe
You had your eyes on me
Too many gates, men of many trades
Back at the dance cafe, they had their hands on me
You're closer!
Dead heat!
You're closer!
Dead heat!
You're closer!
Dead heat!
You're closer!
Dead...
Got the wrong adress
Transfer L.A.X. into the dance cafe
You had your eyes on me
Too many gates, men of many trades
Back at the dance cafe, they had their hands on me
Dead heat!
Dead heat!
Maybe crash and burn like gasoline, burn
On empty streets and pavements.
Running from the heat, adrenaline rush
Got the wrong adress
Transfer L.A.X. into the dance cafe
You had your eyes on me
Too many gates, men of many trades
Back at the dance cafe, they had their hands on me
I'm no f*cking doll, you play me
You and your boys, remember my name
How did we get that close, to nothing?
These eyes alone are quite enough
Got the wrong adress
Transfer L.A.X. into the dance cafe
You had your eyes on me
Too many gates, men of many trades
Back at the dance cafe, they had their hands on me
You're closer!
Dead heat!
You're closer!
Dead heat!
You're closer!
Dead heat!
You're closer!
Dead...
Got the wrong adress
Transfer L.A.X. into the dance cafe
You had your eyes on me
Too many gates, men of many trades
Back at the dance cafe, they had their hands on me
Dead heat!
Dead heat!
Writer: CHRISTER JOHANSSON, DAVID FRANSSON, JONAS GUSTAFSSON, PER STAHLBERG
Copyright: Lyrics © MOTHERSHIP MUSIC PUBLISHING
Copyright: Lyrics © MOTHERSHIP MUSIC PUBLISHING
Performed By: Division Of Laura Lee
Language: English
Length: 4:39
Written by: CHRISTER JOHANSSON, DAVID FRANSSON, JONAS GUSTAFSSON, PER STAHLBERG