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[ti:] |
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[ar:] |
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[al:] |
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[Chorus] |
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[Chorus] |
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[Guitar solo] |
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You’re taking two Klonopin |
| [01:08.57] |
So you can quit flipping |
| [01:14.24] |
And face our friends |
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You dated the sainted dead |
| [01:28.12] |
He ain’t nothing but a prayer card |
| [01:31.57] |
Tacked up with my record jackets |
| [01:40.77] |
We’re riding through Jackson pines |
| [01:46.95] |
Towards Six Flags to wait in lines |
| [01:52.19] |
Have our spines shook |
| [01:58.55] |
And I’m shook |
| [02:09.68] |
Got the space sickness |
| [02:16.11] |
While we wait on the weightlessness |
| [02:22.73] |
A delirious kiss |
| [02:29.16] |
And the feeling of falling in |
| [02:31.77] |
Getting good at looking so in love |
| [02:39.70] |
My eyes are unfocused |
| [02:51.35] |
We're right back in Manalapan |
| [02:57.31] |
Those rainbows of oil spin |
| [03:02.36] |
On your former street |
| [03:05.81] |
Are we more than meat? |
| [03:08.98] |
Not a goddamn thing we could have said |
| [03:14.53] |
To convince you |
| [03:16.70] |
Now I dream in color of your face |
| [03:24.35] |
And the coast in your mirror shades |
| [03:29.46] |
Only feel relief when I’m back at home |
| [03:40.20] |
Falling forward alone |
| [03:45.87] |
With the space sickness |
| [03:52.26] |
While we wait on the weightlessness |
| [03:58.63] |
A delirious kiss |
| [04:05.02] |
And the feeling of falling in |
| [04:25.99] |
So there’s nothing to do when |
| [04:32.21] |
It's a foregone conclusion |
| [04:38.49] |
A pool overflowing and bursting |
| [04:47.32] |
Come the fuck on |
| [05:18.66] |
I don’t wanna die |
| [05:24.93] |
At the hands of the Jackson Whites |
| [05:31.36] |
Let the warm air rush in |
| [05:37.90] |
At the wreck up ahead |
