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和/或在社交方面支持我。网络:
Crooked Teeth
(专辑: Plans - 2005)
It was one hundred degrees, As we sat beneath A
willow tree, Whose tears didn't care, They just hung in the
air, And refused to fall, to fall. And I
knew I'd made a
horrible call, And now the
state line felt like the
Berlin Wall, And there was no doubt about which side I
was on. 'Cause I
built you a
home in my heart, With rotten wood meant to cave from the
start. 'Cause you can't find nothing at all, If there was nothing there all along. No you can't find nothing at all, If there was nothing there all along. I
braved treacherous streets, And kids strung out on homemade speed. And we shared a
bed in which I
could not sleep, At all 'Cause at night the
sun in retreat, Made the
skyline look like crooked teeth, In the
mouth of a
man who was devouring Us both. You're so cute when you're slurring your speech, But they're closing the
bar and they want us to leave. And you can't find nothing at all, If there was nothing there all along. No you can't find nothing at all, If there was nothing there all along. I'm a
war of head versus heart, And it's always this way. My head is weak, my heart always speaks, Before I
know what it will say. And you can't find nothing at all, If there was nothing there all along. No, you can't find nothing at all, If there was nothing there all along. No, you can't find nothing at all, If there was nothing there all along. There were churches, theme parks and malls, But there was nothing there all along.
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