| Pompeii – Knots Lyrics | 16 years ago |
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caught in tangles wrapped in ends trained reactions like chains of a fence years spent roaming those patches of dark to pry out comes and pull apart those knots are coming undone predetermine the fabric you'll thread stitch the outlines again and again still if you're just a book someone's already read then what sense is there spoiling it? when those knots are coming undone those knots are coming undone those knots are coming undone i'm done |
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| Death Cab for Cutie – A Lack of Color Lyrics | 21 years ago |
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sorry j.acob, this one's MINE. you suck. |
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| Death Cab for Cutie – Two Cars Lyrics | 21 years ago |
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they took my submitted corrections (AND RIGHTFULLY NOTED IT IT SEEMS). anyway, much better. except one thing: its not "this song so"... its "this auto". oh well. |
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| Death Cab for Cutie – TV Trays Lyrics | 21 years ago |
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^^oops, wrong one... summer's gone, i overslept and woke up to the chill of fall overworked, and now i'm all used up this tv haze, sucks me through i watch the world from the inside overworked, and i'm now i'm all used up final drag, fills my lungs and makes me high they fill up as i bottom out steering wheels, watch them driving driving with someplace to go i'd steer myself but i don't have a route working on demand, no ice cream man, beaches filled with sand while the tv trays, wasted summer days, slowly slippin' away but you're so little help, when days are slow and i'm down inside, i'll have to go you're so little help, when months are slow and i'm down inside summer's gone, i overslept, and woke up to the chill of fall overworked, and now i'm all used up this tv haze, sucks me through i watch the world from the inside overworked and now i'm all used up working on demand, no ice cream man, beaches filled with sand while the tv trays, wasted summer days, slowly slippin' away but you're so little help, when days are slow and i'm down inside, i'll have to go you're so little help, when years are slow and i'm down inside |
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| Death Cab for Cutie – TV Trays Lyrics | 21 years ago |
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(more) accurate lyrics: I try to scrape it off the thought of skin against skin and move it from the front to back and start it, go again but the depression and time breed and multiply and I've got more mouths to feed than I could ever it in this auto you go have a good time bring back stories 'cause I will stay behind so punch the clock, two months are up, and I am stuck down against the floor the heat rises out and leaves town as the depression and time breed and multiply 'til i've got more mouths to feed than I could ever fit in this auto you go have a good time bring back stories 'cause I will stay behind thats the story of a boy who tried to play it cool but found it hard to keep it up when you were changing rules and the depression and time breed and multiply 'til I've got more mouths to feed than I could ever fit in this auto you go have a good time bring back stories 'cause I will stay behind. |
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| Death Cab for Cutie – Bend to Squares Lyrics | 21 years ago |
| fuck j.acob. this song is MINE, sluts. | |
| Death Cab for Cutie – For What Reason Lyrics | 21 years ago |
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meh, he's right. albeit, not exactly mr. subtlety. |
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| Death Cab for Cutie – New Candles Lyrics | 21 years ago |
| DEFINITELY not Ben's voice. | |
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