本帖最后由 Confessions 于 2011-5-18 13:18 编辑
You found a sweater on the ocean floor.
They're gonna find it if you didn't close the door.
You and the smart one sit outside of their sight,
In a house on a street they wouldn't park on at night.
Dad was a risk taker, his was a shoe maker,
You, greatest hits 2006 little list maker.
Heard codes in the melodies, you heeded the call,
You were born with ten fingers, and you're gonna use em all.
Interest in colors I discovered myself.
If your art-life is gritty, you'll be toastin' my health.
If an interest in culture, you should be lining the walls,
When your birthright is interest, you could just accrue it all.
Me and my cousins, and you and your cousins,
It's a line thats always running.
Me and my cousins and you and your cousins,
I can feel it coming.
You can turn your back on the bitter world.
You can turn your back on the bitter world.
You can turn your back on the bitter world.
You can turn your back on the bitter world.
Me and my cousins, and you and your cousins,
It's a line thats always running.
Me and my cousins and you and your cousins,
I can feel it coming.
Me and my cousins, and you and your cousins,
It's a line thats always running.
Me and my cousins and you and your cousins,
I can feel it coming.
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