Lyrics Portugal. The Man

Portugal. The Man

All Mine

They lead us out from our zoos

A fixed escape still, we didn't know just what to do

It was steps and steps on missing backs

And our hands had been bent backwards to match

It's all mine, All mine

A pacing pace that races through

Our will and bones that never knows just what we do

Oh how we run around and forget about love

A million people in their beds

A million more in other peoples beds

One hundred stuck stayed

While a million more just played

Mixing stories came down from above

It's all mine, All mine

I she'd my skin and just crawled around

My body ached as I was rolling rounds

Felt it as I slipped away

Making parts and mixing up with the stars