Guess I maybe misunderstood I mean I guess I maybe had misspoke We're living in two different dialects We're speaking two different zip codes
Gold star, look me right in the eye I mean gold star, see the shapes on the lightbox? It's sleepless car rides on anxious nights It's nothing after nothing
Thinking was he some gig you had to quit in 1999 Thinking about the fireflies on your back porch in mid-July Thinking about if he keeps playing DB Cooper through her life Thinking about you
Thinking about you Thinking about you He's just sleepwalking on weary feet Your headache Your absentee (Don't get lost in a metaphor) (Don't get lost in a metaphor) In a daydream (Don't get lost in a metaphor) (Don't get lost in a metaphor) Tectonic as all you do, thinking about you Thinking about you
Parachute backpacks and cash stacks Abscond the plane No one was watching He's lost in Pacific rain Run with the ransom Head in a handgun
Honey, tomorrow was all smoke and mirrors Tomorrow was all smoke and mirrorsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
