Album Name : The Last Party
Release Date : 2011-01-11
Song Duration : 4:05
Hampdens Miami
Open your heart, open your eyes
Look into the haze, I am the light
I am the one buried in ice
So pull back the mask of cold surprise
Relax your face, let yourself down
Lie on your back, in a Slimane gown
Wait for the signs to enter your head
And hope for the best dreams you've had
Everytime you speak I wonder-
-you were not high, you were not there
But I don't know why it doesn't even work out
It feels like Miami's going to burn into a haze-filled
afternoon
And I don't know why you're here
Tell me your name, not where you're from
I saw you at the Tate on level 1
Miami's a dream, up on a wall
A shark behind glass in a mall
Everytime you speak I wonder-
-you were not high, you were not there
But I don't know why it doesn't even work out
It feels like Miami's going to burn into a haze-filled
afternoon
And I don't know why you're here
It feels like Miami's going to burn into a haze-filled
afternoon
And I don't know why you're here
(Open up shop for me, you don't even know that it's
over)
It feels like Miami's going to burn into a haze-filled
afternoon
And I don't know why you're here
It feels like Miami's going to burn into a haze-filled
afternoon
And I don't know why you're here
It feels like Miami's going to burn into a haze-filled
afternoon
And I don't know why you're here
