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• Artiste: Shambles
• Titre: Yep, 27 And Still Writing Pop-punk
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She stopped and said, "I've taken a lot today." Let's count our losses like we've counted our years apart My eyes sink deep, tack on more misery Another spiral into the depths of her, the depths of her Cold heart, got my tongue stuck to it All her body parts are showing signs of age I've got a sneaking suspicion There's more to this equation Than another five years apart. She stopped and said, "I've taken a lot today." Let's count our losses like we've counted our years apart My eyes sink deep, tack on more misery Another spiral into the depths of her Cold heart, got my tongue stuck to it All her body parts are showing signs of age I've got a sneaking suspicion There's more to this equation Than another five years apart. In the process of burning all my bridges I'll never trust another beating heart Could be a politician with the bullshit you've been dishing To give you the attention you want. But all I want is this pain In my head to go away. I don't ever want to fall, la-lal, Lal-lal in love again It breaks my heart knowing you're alive Cold heart, got my tongue stuck to it All her body parts are showing signs of age I've got a sneaking suspicion There's more to this equation Than another five years apart. In the process of burning all my bridges I'll never trust another beating heart Could be a politician with the bullshit you've been dishing To give you the attention you want.