| Song | On the Lash |
| Artist | The Icarus Line |
| Album | Penance Soiree |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Feel like something’s always been wrong. | |
| Love of life is hitting way too strong. | |
| May be we were born too late. | |
| May be not born at all. | |
| Lets try and cure your latest pains. | |
| Prescribe the life that’s driving me insane. | |
| Tragic turn of fatal flaws. | |
| My heart’s burnt to black. | |
| Feel like the storms come to cut me down. | |
| On the lash, it’s time to get the hell out of this town. | |
| Attention spans a moment’s escape. | |
| These escapes they come so small. | |
| Tragic turns and curses the walls. | |
| Mine ain’t coming back, but | |
| I can fake it. | |
| All the best learn to live life like a vampire. | |
| And tell their stories to the campfire. | |
| Doesn’t everybody know they gotta lose themselves once in a while? | |
| Sleep all day just to kill time. | |
| Let the sun slide out of the sky. | |
| Doesn’t everybody know? | |
| I can feel it. | |
| Can’t you feel it now? | |
| Feels like stealing. | |
| Come on lets start the healing. | |
| Gimme feeling. |
| Feel like something' s always been wrong. | |
| Love of life is hitting way too strong. | |
| May be we were born too late. | |
| May be not born at all. | |
| Lets try and cure your latest pains. | |
| Prescribe the life that' s driving me insane. | |
| Tragic turn of fatal flaws. | |
| My heart' s burnt to black. | |
| Feel like the storms come to cut me down. | |
| On the lash, it' s time to get the hell out of this town. | |
| Attention spans a moment' s escape. | |
| These escapes they come so small. | |
| Tragic turns and curses the walls. | |
| Mine ain' t coming back, but | |
| I can fake it. | |
| All the best learn to live life like a vampire. | |
| And tell their stories to the campfire. | |
| Doesn' t everybody know they gotta lose themselves once in a while? | |
| Sleep all day just to kill time. | |
| Let the sun slide out of the sky. | |
| Doesn' t everybody know? | |
| I can feel it. | |
| Can' t you feel it now? | |
| Feels like stealing. | |
| Come on lets start the healing. | |
| Gimme feeling. |
| Feel like something' s always been wrong. | |
| Love of life is hitting way too strong. | |
| May be we were born too late. | |
| May be not born at all. | |
| Lets try and cure your latest pains. | |
| Prescribe the life that' s driving me insane. | |
| Tragic turn of fatal flaws. | |
| My heart' s burnt to black. | |
| Feel like the storms come to cut me down. | |
| On the lash, it' s time to get the hell out of this town. | |
| Attention spans a moment' s escape. | |
| These escapes they come so small. | |
| Tragic turns and curses the walls. | |
| Mine ain' t coming back, but | |
| I can fake it. | |
| All the best learn to live life like a vampire. | |
| And tell their stories to the campfire. | |
| Doesn' t everybody know they gotta lose themselves once in a while? | |
| Sleep all day just to kill time. | |
| Let the sun slide out of the sky. | |
| Doesn' t everybody know? | |
| I can feel it. | |
| Can' t you feel it now? | |
| Feels like stealing. | |
| Come on lets start the healing. | |
| Gimme feeling. |