Pinegrove - The Metronome | Текст песни

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• Pinegrove
• The Metronome

The night my
necklace fell off
you fluttered through my
capillaries like a
stoned moth.

I agree with your ideas but not your tactics
so look me in the eye & be practical.
When practically there's nothing left for me to say or do,
it's only up to you.

A live ladybug
trapped between my toes.
Keep it together man,
we're all connected now.
Stay composed.

I agree with your ideas but not your tactics
so look me in the eye & be practical.
When practically there's nothing left for me to say or do,
it's only up to you.

The current picture,
the metronome:
I don't know what this is
but it's not my home.

I thought that we were
falling in love
but we weren't;
only I was.

I agree with your ideas but not your tactics
so look me in the eye & be practical.
When practically there's nothing left for me to say or do,
it's only up to you.

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