Тексты песен «Dear And The Headlights»

On some mentioning of thoughts and of mid-twenties tangent plots Those sad feathery talks that float on all that Tattered teenage applause clapped out further with no pause On collegiate palms of course their hands...

"Backwash districts sprung from Ra's bright hips Reduced to silkscreen hand job new car ego trips And it's just endless combinations of the same old shit Sloshing back and forth across some continents" All that...

Haven't seemed haven't seen happy it's gonna come to me When it does I don't know where I'll keep it at all In my room where I sleep to keep away bad dreams In my heart, I don't know Loneliness takes up all that space...

We're just whistling past the graveyard Laughing in backseats and restaurants Don't know ourselves well but so what We know each other Floating down from all my mixed up meditations Trying to straighten out my...

Shaking my teeth loose on your table The dullest white squares I'll never be Now that you've picked each one apart you can't look at me I'll probably lose you now But at least the ones I have still sparkle Putting on...

Smiling sweet, she said she made you smoke your cigs all outside This could be your last time this would be your last time now What's a few if the hotel don't mind? Remember how her eyes would shine? They made you...

Old lies Half right Happy in love Long list In black pen Happy in love Loose grip, and tight lipped Thinning your blood Begging Not sleeping Happy in love Coming over and apart Lonely, I look at you You're shaking...

Oh so the words have all been said The feeling's old but it's new to me I guess I'm scared to death but Oh I just love you Oh I just love you Telling my friends, "I gotta go" That I need rest But I'm running for the...

Gone for a while And then blink and revile My old habits get confused. They've been placating my mood And selling me cheap solitude But I've run out of reasons to pay. Cause' I know you care And I've grown so...

Did the seesaw nights put their hands on you? I can't really say, I can't really say Are you swinging from the eaves in a tasteful noose? I can't really say, I can't really say You're following a flashlight down...

A postcard of apple cores on spit strained wooded floors I spent an evening getting practice looking bored And there's a leaf on the sill but it won't be there tomorrow Just some memory that I made it never really...

I've got this feeling in my blood that I want more This ain't enough A girlfriend, a movie A slow dance, and straight teeth Some candle lit forced sentiment I'm bored to tears, You're amorous So please pass the regret...

In this act I'll disguise those dead eyes Stretch tight the lips A glistening gum line Mouth curtains pulled I shine My yellow stage light smile distracting dancing puppets on short saliva strings So you'll find...

I want to bury your face in the midwestern dirt To dull the shape And cut that hand that changed my name Polishing And my next words could be my last My clumsy mouth and the egg shells cracked And oh no, oh no, oh no...

Mother make me gold again again again again It was us and you and him you you and him and Each of us were golden Like sunset on my childhood curtains The beige and the brown and the bronze on fire With the days end the...

So many ways, but you don't ever see 'em coming Staggering aimless on a ribbon pulled for miles Too many states, to many animalistic neon blinking days Blurred into shades that quote the terror of your eyes rolling...

Oh no! I had a thought and a feeling I watched 'em fasten the noose I wonder what to do I wonder what to do Oh no! smirking the whole time Jim spoke He doesn't have a clue. I don't know what to do I wonder what to do...

I'm like a paper cup with a pin prick You can fill me up; I'll only stay full for a while And wisdom's only shown me That my loneliness is all my fault It's all my fault I don't know what I have done wrong...

There's no sound, no one around Half the sun's gone underground All the dead still hold their heads But their old weeping won't resound As we drag our western talks Down thousand year old blocks Vesuvius looks...

Run in the front like you said I'm sad I'll miss it send it back in the photographs And I could use a vacation myself My eyes are bored Stuck in the lot for days Manager said "I can't make just one more mistake" So...