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Artiste:
Flatliners (The)
Titre:
This Guy Reads From A Card
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Looking at everything just out of focus As time grows far and old Well I'd like to call and say hello But all the numbers fell out of my telephone Have you ever caught a man in a moment Where you know you'd been yourself And he knows damn well you saw it While your words sit on the fucking shelf Well, I'd Like to extend my Deepest sympathies Apologies Or any other prefix you'd prefer And our lives Become a laugh track on repeat I'm living short 'Cause I can barely breath Even with all the windows down I keep falling on my hands and getting up My skate is how I want to live Unsatisfied until I die But one cold dark day you see Just how ruthless life can be With a lump in your throat And not a single friend in the fucking world but me YEAH! They got to encourage me Get away, little kid We're making cheap conversation and selling it If I could, I'd burn these words to the ground Scatter the ashes inside my foot 'Til the desperation sound I'm awaiting on the block To decide if you're wrong or if I'm right You know those times will drag you down Your fucking whole life Still here waiting for an explanation As to how I let you down this time, boy I'll sit here wasting Thinking of ways to leave this town Well, I'd Like to extend my Deepest sympathies Apologies Or any other prefix you'd prefer And our lives Become a laugh track on repeat I'm living short 'Cause Sam can barely breath Even when I drive with every single window down I'm driving all the windows down Trying my hardest not to fucking drown