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• Artiste: Broken Remotes (The)
• Titre: The Diet
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All ripped and worn my shirt adorned Your shoulders on those lazy days you put it on in your smoky haze Morning search for the matches find ‘em under your mattress Coffee served from a tambourine pull your clothes from the warm machine As our day begins let's start it off with a sin At two or three in the afternoon night falling now much too soon You always took my word no matter how absurd But when I called you crazy you know I meant it in the best possible way My diet was a bowl for breakfast and a beer for lunch Kristina was always too cool for me But warm to the touch, she was Yeah, now I know I'll never Yeah, now I know I'll never Face down in the stall see the marks on the wall Littered with profanity spoken words only now I see That sorry look in your eyes was always one of compromise So when you said I could stay you didn't mean it in the best possible way It takes a real strong drink to wash down the taste of defeat I know because My diet was a bowl for breakfast and a beer for lunch Kristina was always too cool for me But warm to the touch, she was Yeah, now I know I'll never Yeah, now I know I'll never