Black Country, New Road |
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Concorde flies in my room
Tears the house to shreds
Defines the night as such:
A home for us, stick insects
And leaves no trace of luck
At every market town that we intersect
I die like fifteen times
A dark blue stem brings me to their breast And I'm feeling kinda normal with a packed lunch Train rides don't hurt much these days We're all working on ourselves And we're praying that the rest don't mind how much we've changed So if you see me looking strange with a fresh style I'm still not feeling that great And then it's in soft focus all around you You can't see the football game On my dad's sofa we are still And we never look at our phones anymore Oh, I can't think of anything better Pick a hair off my sweater And drown in me Like boyfriend jeans Oh, I haven't felt this way in like ever I am the convo, you are the weather And the clamp is a cracked smile cheek And it tortures me I haven't felt this way in like ever I am the convo, you are the weather And the clamp is a cracked smile cheek And it tortures me In my bed sheets now wet Of Charlie I pray to forget All I've been forms the drone We sing the rest Ah, your generous loan to me Your crippling interest In my bed sheets now wet Of Charlie I pray to forget All I've been forms the drone We sing the rest Ah, your generous loan to me Your crippling interest In my bed sheets now wet Of Charlie I pray to forget All I've been forms the drone We sing the rest Ah, your generous loan to me Your crippling interest |
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