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• Artiste: Andrew McMahon in the Wilderness
• Titre: Brooklyn, You're Killing Me
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Okay, alright, just let me think Alright, just let me think Just let me think My heart is a troubled captain in poisoned television waters I have this air-conditioned nightmare Like that book you gave to me last summer That made me think that everything was so much worse than it really was My heart is a troubled captain But let's not get caught up on the weather I could keep searching for the meaning Try to keep this all together But you've got green eyes like the forest I got lost in on the way to some other life Brooklyn, Brooklyn, my dear Brooklyn, my dear, you're killing me Brooklyn, Brooklyn, my dear Brooklyn, my dear, you're killing me My hand is a braindead magnet So I keep waking up on fire Beneath this low rise second city That's turning good men into liars And maybe I'm not all that good But I was better in your west coast bed My hand is a braindead magnet But let's not get caught up on connections I could keep searching for a meaning But I'm still looking for directions I was baptized in your parents' pool in southern California Then I fled Brooklyn, Brooklyn, my dear Brooklyn, my dear, you're killing me Brooklyn, Brooklyn, my dear Brooklyn, my dear, you're killing me My hand is a braindead magnet So I keep waking up on fire Beneath this low rise second city That's turning good men into liars Brooklyn, Brooklyn, my dear Brooklyn, my dear, you're killing me Brooklyn, Brooklyn, my dear Brooklyn, my dear, you're killing me Brooklyn, Brooklyn, my dear Brooklyn, my dear, you're killing me Brooklyn, Brooklyn, my dear Brooklyn, my dear, you're killing me You're killing me You're killing me Brooklyn, Brooklyn Brooklyn, Brooklyn You're killing me Brooklyn, Brooklyn Brooklyn, Brooklyn