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White Lies (Stranded in Suburbia) Lyrics
Broken windows of a school bus
Heavy rocks in angry fists
And here I am with an inebriated glow
While the thrill of smashing glass persists
Midnight passed an hour ago
We're young; we're the only ones alive
Filling dark silence through the neighbourhood
Gripping severed bottles like they were pocket knives
I am so in love
Barefoot in suburbia
But when winter comes
This grass will shrivel up and die
We spend the weekend in his basement
Order in and shut the door
His mother's upstairs staring at the TV screen
Just like she did the night before
He makes his way toward my lips
I'm pressed against a paper sky
His father's upstairs ssinging to the radio
And we are filled with black smoke and white lies
I am so in love
Standing on your carpet stains
But when curfew comes
I'll only have myself to blame
Now there's blood where I was standing
That's what happens when you freeze time
You end up stranded in suburbia
Cutting up powder into pretty lines
I am so in love
Driving in a thunderstorm
Left the note inside
"Thank you...love.. goodbye"
I am so in love
I am so in love
I am so in love
Now let's get the hell out of this place
Before I die
Heavy rocks in angry fists
And here I am with an inebriated glow
While the thrill of smashing glass persists
We're young; we're the only ones alive
Filling dark silence through the neighbourhood
Gripping severed bottles like they were pocket knives
Barefoot in suburbia
But when winter comes
This grass will shrivel up and die
Order in and shut the door
His mother's upstairs staring at the TV screen
Just like she did the night before
I'm pressed against a paper sky
His father's upstairs ssinging to the radio
And we are filled with black smoke and white lies
Standing on your carpet stains
But when curfew comes
I'll only have myself to blame
That's what happens when you freeze time
You end up stranded in suburbia
Cutting up powder into pretty lines
Driving in a thunderstorm
Left the note inside
"Thank you...love.. goodbye"
I am so in love
I am so in love
I am so in love
Now let's get the hell out of this place
Before I die
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Typical song written about suburbia. "Must get out of here" "it's so boring." She mentions having a curfew, so I'm assuming she is still living at home, under the influence of parents.