Kinney, Emily - Mortal Lyrics






Dust in my eyes, tears on my face
Boy next to me says he's been in the same place
Mind just racing in the middle of the night
Wondering what it's gonna look like in the daylight

Wondering if he's on the right path
Wondering how long his luck will last

Baby, that's what I call feeling mortal
Put your head and cry on my shoulder
We can watch the moon turn bright blood red
You can stay the night in my tree-house bed
Oh-oh, oh-oh, he's got my soul in his hands
And oh-oh, Next to skid row on a rooftop we slow dance
Is this forever
I'm not at my best
But I'm addicted to the music swear I hear in his chest

Both brilliant on the ground floor
Do pretty well with a closed door
Yeah, it's now or never but tomorrow will change
Go to different cities and rearrange

Wondering if he's on the right path
Wondering how long our luck will last

Baby, that's what I call feeling mortal
Put your head and cry on my shoulder
We can watch the moon turn bright blood red
You can stay the night in my tree-house bed
Oh-oh, oh-oh, he's got my soul in his hands
And oh-oh, Next to skid row on a rooftop we slow dance
Is this forever
I'm not at my best
But I'm addicted to the music swear I hear in his chest

I swear he's trying to say he loves me
The way he's moving his mouth
I swear he's trying to say he loves me
But the words never come out
I swear he's trying to say he loves me
The way he's moving his mouth
I swear he's trying to say he loves me
But the words never come out

Baby, that's what I call feeling mortal
Put your head and cry on my shoulder
We can watch the moon turn bright blood red
You can stay the night in my tree-house bed
Oh-oh, oh-oh, he's got my soul in his hands
And oh-oh, Next to skid row on a rooftop we slow dance
Is this forever
I'm not at my best
But I'm addicted to the music swear I hear in his chest

I swear he's trying to say he loves me
But the words never come out
I swear he's trying to say he loves me
But the words never come out
I swear he's trying to say he loves me
But the words never come out





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  1. M.... ....

    Mttt bommm

  2. A.... G....

    Sweet voice

  3. l.... b....

    Hopefully she comes out with a music video for this one

  4. A.... Z....

    I love Emily Kinney new album she hit this number 1

  5. T.... _....

    Listening to this song is what I call feeling mortal ♡

  6. J.... Q....

    I think I cried, she has so much feeling

  7. E.... L....

    Lyrics:

    Dust in my eyes, tears on my face
    Boy next to me says he's been in the same place
    Mind just racing in the middle of the night
    Wondering what it's gonna look like in the daylight

    Wondering if he's on the right path
    Wondering how long his luck will last

    Baby, that's what I call feeling mortal
    Put your head and cry on my shoulder
    We can watch the moon turn bright blood red
    You can stay the night in my tree-house bed
    Oh-oh, oh-oh, he's got my soul in his hands
    And oh-oh, Next to skid row on a rooftop we slow dance
    Is this forever
    I'm not at my best
    But I'm addicted to the music swear I hear in his chest

    Both brilliant on the ground floor
    Do pretty well with a closed door
    Yeah, it's now or never but tomorrow will change
    Go to different cities and rearrange

    Wondering if he's on the right path
    Wondering how long our luck will last

    Baby, that's what I call feeling mortal
    Put your head and cry on my shoulder
    We can watch the moon turn bright blood red
    You can stay the night in my tree-house bed
    Oh-oh, oh-oh, he's got my soul in his hands
    And oh-oh, Next to skid row on a rooftop we slow dance
    Is this forever
    I'm not at my best
    But I'm addicted to the music swear I hear in his chest

    I swear he's trying to say he loves me
    The way he's moving his mouth
    I swear he's trying to say he loves me
    But the words never come out
    I swear he's trying to say he loves me
    The way he's moving his mouth
    I swear he's trying to say he loves me
    But the words never come out

    Baby, that's what I call feeling mortal
    Put your head and cry on my shoulder
    We can watch the moon turn bright blood red
    You can stay the night in my tree-house bed
    Oh-oh, oh-oh, he's got my soul in his hands
    And oh-oh, Next to skid row on a rooftop we slow dance
    Is this forever
    I'm not at my best
    But I'm addicted to the music swear I hear in his chest

    I swear he's trying to say he loves me
    But the words never come out
    I swear he's trying to say he loves me
    But the words never come out
    I swear he's trying to say he loves me
    But the words never come out

  8. C.... C....

    Oh fuck, her voice is so soft. I love my blondie girl💜

  9. j.... '....

    This new album like gives me chills her voice is so beautiful and has so much emotion