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• Artiste: Frontier Ruckus
• Titre: Thermostat
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Meet me in the Christmas mall
 If this fall I’m swollen 
With hot air the heaters blare
 Which no one is controlling 
And filling up my entire world
 And making me feel so young
 But old enough to notice that
 The thermostat has been stolen Hey, my best friend 
A smile so narrow 
Can point like an arrow 
To the end of you, and 
Hey, how we tend
 To pray soft and lowly 
For past worlds to slowly 
Mend and then
 Render tenderly A brilliantly thawing overpass 
The slush shoots out sun like a magnifying 
Glass in your eye
 Oh my, what it can imply 
Makes me cry 
You were not so impatient then
 Commuter stations of black-night men
 God, it makes me think of when
 Where was enough without why Hey, Mary-Lynn 
Some moments are frozen 
And constantly chosen to win The grin from within, yeah Oh, it’s always been So why weep over Some grade-school sleepover again? It disintegrates and The red-faced shame mates with beauty But in fifteen years Somerset Mall will be Just like them all Summit Place Dump it all to waste Is that just what you do when you get bored? Send a postcard to the Lord Of the opposite gender No need to stress, no return address To fear it may come back to sender A deer knelt down on the midnight crown of Someone’s front lawn bathed in our headlights They’re white as suns but now we’re the ones Flooding other people’s windows with brights Oh, my little punctured cup 
What am I gonna do with you? 
Every time I fill you up
 There’s something spilling out of you
 And filling up my entire world
 And making it all so wet 
I do believe I can never leave
 Every person that
I’ve ever met