Company CallsDeath Cab for Cutie |
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| I'll take the best of your bad moods and dress them up to make a better you, 'cause all the company calls amount to one paycheck. I'd squeeze a heart through my fingertip but i type too slow to make expressions stick. And it's like TV with a microchip. Set your sights to sink the partyline, 'cause it's so tired. Set your sights! destroy this mock-shrine, 'cause it's so tired. Let's cut our losses at both ends and aim your car away from all our friends, Leaving the dishes stacked in the sink. I'd keep a distance 'cause the complications cloud it all, And mail a postcard sending grettings from the eastern bloc. Synapse to synapse... possoibilities will thin or fade. Your wedding figurines... i'd melt so i could drink them in. Visitas: 185 |
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