Transmission

Feel the sunshine from the radio Feel the sunshine from the radio Disconnect my mind from traffic Beaming through the London static Shelter from the rain Feel the sunshine from the radio Feel the sunshine from the radio Sycophantic, laughing, manic S

Cannot ease the fever flaming in your eyfs Can't close out the frequence lusting for the lie When your depression slowly leaves The world around you starts to burn Won't feel it coming Won't feel anything at all Last transmission Way down in seclusio

Radio, live transmission. Radio, live transmission. Listen to the silence, let it ring on. Eyes, dark grey lenses frightened of the sun. We would have a fine time living in the night, Left to blind destruction, Waiting for our sight. And we would go

When people listen to you don't you know it means a lot, 'cos you've got to work so hard for everything you've got. Can't rest on your laurels now, Not when you've got none. You'll find yourself in a gutter, Right back where you came from. Someone to

Transmission, am I coming through? Transmission, I've got nothing to lose, Cos' I know who you are and I know what you're waiting for, Transmission, on a teenage high, And the black eyed girl, is she dead or alive? Cos' I know what you are and I know

[Chorus: X Ambassadors] It's not enough to know that, no one gets out alive (never, ever) Hold on to someone close, friend, cause you're never too young, you're never too young, never too young to die Remember the ghosts before you, and drink 'til th