Paroles de In a room

(come here) (or possibly something in spanish)
(hey)
When i get there i'll be ready
With a map and a pen - duty is a creed
There are lessons for the lonely
When i'm drunk in a room
That's when i think of you
Oh my baby - she went awol
Drove to a shop, never to return
And it broke me, like a flower baked in the sun
A hot spanish sun
But i can't slow down
No i can't slow down
No i can't
What a story, not a volume
Just a tacky little ode in the corner of my mind
Maybe preston in the winter
Drinking in the night - the cold english night
But i can't slow down
No i can't slow down
No i can't slow down
No i can't
So find out who you are
Take a train, use a car
You've got arms and you've got money
So find a finger and find out who you are
God, find out who you are
And there's a figure, he's so evil
With a black little eye and a pure white mind
And i'm so sorry when i see this
There's a lesson in the blood
The cold english blood
But i can't slow down
No i can't slow down x 6
Slow down
No i can't slow down x 6
Slow down
....etc...