White Lies – Mother Tongue

White Lies – Mother Tongue Lyrics

Artist: White Lies
Song: Mother Tongue

The city stays high all night
Lit up and shimmered like a pinball table of fire flies
An echo of home on the edge of life
Shot through the veins of an angel and the devil in exile

But if you have forgotten your precious mother tongue
What do you think your mother would say of what you’ve done
And if you can’t remember the place you call a home
Or having trouble placing who’s calling on the phone

Who’s calling on the phone
Digging those with the cards and the sugar lines
And to the desert of the cinnamon hells of moonshine
He said, “What can I do to make you mine?”

Kiss out the twang through my lips on the way to the big time
But if you have forgotten your precious mother tongue
What do you think your mother would say of what you’ve done
And if you can’t remember the place you call a home

Or having trouble placing who’s calling on the phone
Who’s calling on the phone
Forgot your mother tongue
Forgot your mother tongue

Forgot your mother tongue
Forgot your mother tongue
But if you have forgotten your precious mother tongue
What do you think your mother would say of what you’ve done

And if you can’t remember the place you call a home
Or having trouble placing who’s calling on the phone
But if you have forgotten your precious mother tongue
What do you think your mother would say of what you’ve done

And if you can’t remember the place you call a home
Or having trouble placing who’s calling on the phone
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White Lies Lyrics – Mother Tongue

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Release Year: 2013