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[00:22.451]I spent all of my time at 18
[00:27.090]Sleeping through everyday, and dreaming about you
[00:34.812]The faces that we used to make
[00:38.658]When we' re driving down Washington
[00:42.755]Three stop signs until my house
[00:46.926]The summer air fills your lungs
[00:50.973]I'll explode when we get out
[01:10.763]And you used to want to be a writer
[01:15.223]Go to school in Washington
[01:18.953]But where are you right now
[01:22.945]Still drowning out by the lake
[01:26.887]You never want to see your parents again
[01:30.701]You come back home for your dog on the weekends
[01:34.706]And the diner outside your house, it feels so empty now
[01:59.216]There's nothing left to do, but feel sorry for yourself
[02:08.355]Hole up in your own hell
[02:11.433]Things will never change
[02:15.710]But there's a lifetime
[02:20.040]Just you and me
[02:24.378]Trapped in cigarette stains in the passenger seat
[02:45.253]One day you're just 15
[02:53.319]And the next day you're 21
[03:01.137]But the feeling never goes
[03:09.395]Yeah The feeling
[03:12.597]You always feel so low
[03:37.272]This is a call to arms
[03:40.966]When you're feeling alone
[03:44.976]Expel all extremities
[03:48.883]Cut flesh to the bone
[03:53.582]And I wonder why I know you so well
[04:01.647]We'll lie in your bed
[04:04.943]Deliberate in repose
文本歌词
I spent all of my time at 18
Sleeping through everyday, and dreaming about you
The faces that we used to make
When we' re driving down Washington
Three stop signs until my house
The summer air fills your lungs
I'll explode when we get out
And you used to want to be a writer
Go to school in Washington
But where are you right now
Still drowning out by the lake
You never want to see your parents again
You come back home for your dog on the weekends
And the diner outside your house, it feels so empty now
There's nothing left to do, but feel sorry for yourself
Hole up in your own hell
Things will never change
But there's a lifetime
Just you and me
Trapped in cigarette stains in the passenger seat
One day you're just 15
And the next day you're 21
But the feeling never goes
Yeah The feeling
You always feel so low
This is a call to arms
When you're feeling alone
Expel all extremities
Cut flesh to the bone
And I wonder why I know you so well
We'll lie in your bed
Deliberate in repose