Chiodos - Sunny Days & Hand Grenades (Post-Hardcore.RU) | Текст песни

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• Sunny Days & Hand Grenades (Post-Hardcore.RU)

The moonlight is calling your attention
And I don't think I can make a sound
The champagne is dry

I heard the cry of what might have been
The shine atop the air like the stars in the sky
And you don't want to say a word
I'm gonna show you what's on my mind

A stitch, a touch, a splash of lemonade
On a sunny day, where the kids will go out to play

Shut off this broken heart
I'm so scared of the things you'll never know
I put all of my faith in a dial tone
Fixing to be their right
You know they won't (x2)

The sunlight is commanding your affection
And my eyes won't leave the ground
The champagne is dry

I heard the cries from inside your skin
The shell that top the air like a scarlet when she tried
And you don't want to say a word
The eulogy is all mine

A snitch, a clutch, a way to spot a hand grenade
On a sunny day, where the kids will go out to play

Shut off this broken heart
I'm so scared of the things you'll never know
I put all of my faith in a dial tone
Fixing to be their right
You know they won't (x2)

Welcome to society's idea of a perfect family
With a love straight from a fairy tale
And two perfect little kids
Take a seat, sit right down, and welcome to all of the lies
The attention, the guilt, the hate, the unspoken misery
The cheating, faking, hiding, pretending
Neglecting the meaning, the fighting
The resentment, the drugs, the abuse
Have a seat, get uncomfortable, and enjoy the show

A stitch, a touch, a splash of lemonade
On a sunny day, where the kids will go out to play

Shut off this broken heart
I'm so scared of the things you'll never know
I put all of my faith in a dial tone
Fixing to be their right
You know they won't (x2)