the postal service
I’ve got a cupboard with cans of food, filtered water, and pictures of you and I’m not coming out until this is all over. And I’m looking through the glass Where the light bends at the cracks And I’m screaming at the top of my lungs Pretending the echoes belong to someone Someone I used to know And we become silhouettes when our bodies finally go ba ba ba ba I wanted to walk through the empty streets And feel something constant under my feet, But all the news reports recommended that I stay indoors Because the air outside will make Our cells divide at an alarming rate Until our shells simply cannot hold All our insides in, And that’s when we’ll explode (And it won’t be a pretty sight) And we’ll become silhouettes when our bodies finally go ba ba ba ba
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we will become silhouettes weo3. will become silhouettes
(matthew’s dear is not scared mix)
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be still my heart
I was running late for work So I didn't change my shirt The evening's drinks left a lingering taste in my mouth And when I left You were fast asleep Tangled in the sheets And on the bus I could have sworn it was all a dream And it didn't happen to me And then I felt the scrapes From the slippery subway grate. Oh how you laughed At my complete lack of grace. But I could not recall A more perfect fall Cause when I looked up into your eyes It didn't hurt at all. And I thought, be still my heart This could be a brand new start, with you. And it will be clear If I wake up and you're still here with me in the morning. And I thought, be still my heart This could be a brand new start, with you. And it will be clear If I wake up and you're still here with me in the morning.
Will someone please call a surgeon. Who can crack my ribs and repair this broken heart That you're deserting for better company I can't accept that it's over And I will block the door like a goalie tending the net In the third quarter of a tied-game rivalry So, just say how to make it right And I swear I'll do my best to comply Tell me am I right to think that there could be nothing better Than making you my bride and slowly growing old together? I feel must I interject here You're getting carried away feeling sorry for yourself With these revisions and gaps in history
should finally make it clear I've prepared a lecture on why I have to leave So please back away and let me go I can't my darling I love you so but oh, oh Tell me am I right to think that there could be nothing better Than making you my bride and slowly growing old together? Don't you feed me lines about some idealistic future Your heart won't heal right if you keep tearing out the sutures I know that I have made mistakes And I swear I'll never wrong you again You've got allure I can't deny But you've had your chance so say goodbye Say goodbye
So let me help you remember I've made charts and graphs that
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Nothing Better (Sty
yrofoam Remix)
SUB-POP RECORDS . 2005
o1. We will become silhouettes o2. Be still my heart 03. Nothing Better (Styrofoam Remix) 04. We will become silhouettes (matthew’s dear is not scared mix)
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