Wow Owls! - Houston, We Have A Drinking Problem | Текст песни

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• Wow Owls!
• Houston, We Have A Drinking Problem

There was laughter one fall ago, now its distilled. The remenats are tinted brown sinking to the cup tipped upfor a toast.
Your window is a television lit up with a line of pretty people waiting for their fifteen minutes.
The actors are fake friends but at least i know they dont secretly hate me.

Can you hear me?

Can you hear me clipping on your radio?
Theres a song playing on my stereo.
I sing along wishing i could become a vessel so my soul can soar, can travel back in time.
I sing along to my stereo.
It always sounds better in my head.
I wanted to write a fuck you song, now i know that the you could be me.
Theres a vague resemblance in the looking glass to a person that i once knew.
Maybe hed tell me, "It's a sad stale coffee cup slogan, you're not going to make it."