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Local Natives – Lemon Lyrics

Lemon Lyrics – Local Natives

Sour / lemon eyes
staring / down the daylight

and the LA River makes you laugh
you say, why’s a gutter got a name like that?

you’re towelin’ up your wet hair
I hear your coffee grind
the credits rollin on last night’s late night
We’re always somewhere between
leaving and arrived
I just wanna be here at the same time

Slouching / when you walk
just like / Hillhurst palms

a penny and a lotto ticket to scratch
you win enough to keep you coming back

A cross above the freeway
holy neon light
everybody crawling for their lives
you’re watching your reflection
in a tv turned off
how long you gonna pay more than it costs?

Lemon eyes
trying to let the light in
Lemon eyes
all our streets are Violet