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• Artiste: Primary Tones
• Titre: Wasteland
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Whoever said April's the cruelest month, Well, he forgot to mention all the others. So, let's forgive his mistakes now And then we'll add in all our favorites. Yeah, I know, I talk a lot about my personal disasters But if you wanted a wasteland, You would've been better off in December. "Welcome To Hell," the sign should read, Everything in this town is either brittle or breaking. Like it's been sighing under pressure for years, Because the sky's been leaning in way too closely. And now it's the same color grey as the dirty snow We've been shoving to the side of the road But we'll calm down by singing songs about Texas Even though we've never even been to the state line We'll come up with code names and a language We'll come up gasping for air When the roots collect snow, the leaves are gone The world forgets how to grow Oh the humanity of it all! And maybe when the snow melts, Somewhere, you'll find me lying in the wreckage Weeds growing around my ankles Flowers bloom in sunlight Fingernails can only dig so far through the dirt So manifest destiny will take me through to the surface And if winter couldn't leave fast enough We're on a slippery slope back to summer You could ask anyone and they'd tell you the same thing -- It's all about momentum