Dear And The Headlights - Talk About | Текст песни

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Like a constant cry of consonance
I'm a claustrophobic ah-i said when as comfortable as
Wool, warm and naked like dinners
Thank god you come and rescue me from my sentence

You're like a two step tongue on a flesh Dance floor
You're the eulogy i can't avoid anymore
That tumor in my side celebrating malignant
Surprise I'm moving in, i think I've grown on your parents

You wanna talk about all the feelings im feeling
I'm a passed out priest in an AA meeting
And they're checking my pulse trying to make a decision
I got the row back guys but nothings clouding my vision

You're like a off cabinet door in the middle of dinner
From the friendly registered sex offender
Ah clip and a mustache and a windowless van
Your telling me how much you changed
I'm trying "undercraans"
Ah ya you cant come in

I'm like your neighbors hands on your fathers throat
Will you go back inside see this is just for adults
So adult is what we'll beat em, domestic violence
Ending all each tumble down the stairs i refuse your puff painted dinner

Say I'm your best friend caught in a chain link fence
Now I'm a naked caught in the future tense
So jumping out of pain sending eat all flavors
God damn i love you too but I'm all out of favors

You want to talk about all the feelings I'm feeling
Like a chalkboard race, but i dont tally the meaning
Keep forgetting my pride, let a low long sleeve
My eyes they only know the words and even slow down sleeve

Hello, cant i help if i cant find my conscience
But when this involved and you talk so much

Why don't you show yourself out
How can you caught on something with such a drown
Alright!

ladi dadi da, ladi dadi da, ladi dadi da

You want to talk about all the feelings I'm feeling
You're a phone call home after eight long seasons
There's a mail order bride and a baby that's teething
Said the smog it hurts your eyes so on the next train you're leaving

I'm not certain its a smile but just a constant gravy
But you're dropping on the can, singing me without feelings
I said oh God damn it, your so mean
Said losing cause your crowded find a thing like this
But I've already lost them, i couldn't care less
So I guess my package just got worse so I'm just wishing I'm a vanilla vest
I guess that's it...

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