We joke with something awful
Just like kisses on the necks of best friends
We're the kids who feel like dead ends
And I want to be known for my hits, not just my misses
I took a shot and didn't even come close
At trust and love and hope
And the poets are just kids who didn't make it
And never had it at all
[Chorus:]
And the record won't stop skipping
And the lies just won't stop slipping
And besides my reputation's on the line
We can fake it for the airwaves
Force our smiles, baby, half dead
From comparing myself to everyone else around me
Please put the doctor on the phone
'cause I'm not making any sense
Blame everyone but me for this mess
And my back has been breaking from this heavy heart
We never seemed so far
I'm hopelessly hopeful you're just hopeless enough
But we never had it at all
[Chorus:]
And the record won't stop skipping
And the lies just won't stop slipping
And besides my reputation's on the line
We can fake it for the airwaves
Force our smiles, baby, half dead
From comparing myself to everyone else around me
У меня есть темная улочка и плохая идея, которая гласит: "Тебе нужно заткнуться" (Летняя песенка)
Мы шутим с чем-то ужасным, типа
Поцелуев взасос с лучшими друзьями.
Мы - ребята, которые чувствуют себя тупиками.
Я хочу быть известным за мои удачи, а не только за промахи,
Я сделал попытку и даже близко не подошел
К доверию, любви и надежде.
А поэты - просто люди, у которых ничего не получилось
И никогда не получалось...
[Припев:]
И пластинка не перестанет проскакивать,
А ложь не перестанет ускользать,
Да еще и моя репутация балансирует на грани.
Мы можем прикинуться для радиоволн,
Вынудить себя улыбаться, детка, полумертвые
От сравнения себя с другими....
Пожалуйста, позовите доктора к телефону,
Потому что я несу полную бессмыслицу.
Вините кого угодно, но не меня, за этот хаос.
Моя спина ломалась от такого тяжелого сердца,
Мы никогда не казались такими далекими.
Я безнадежно надеюсь, что ты потеряла достаточно надежды,
Но у нас никогда не получалось....
[Припев:]
И пластинка не перестанет проскакивать,
А ложь не перестанет ускользать,
Да еще и моя репутация балансирует на грани.
Мы можем прикинуться для радиоволн,
Заставить себя улыбаться, детка, полумертвые
От сравнения себя с другими We joke with something awful
Just like kisses on the necks of best friends
We're the kids who feel like dead ends
And I want to be known for my hits, not just my misses
I took a shot and did not even come close
At trust and love and hope
And the poets are just kids who did not make it
And never had it at all
[Chorus:]
And the record will not stop skipping
And the lies just will not stop slipping
And besides my reputation's on the line
We can fake it for the airwaves
Force our smiles, baby, half dead
From comparing myself to everyone else around me
Please put the doctor on the phone
'cause I'm not making any sense
Blame everyone but me for this mess
And my back has been breaking from this heavy heart
We never seemed so far
I'm hopelessly hopeful you're just hopeless enough
But we never had it at all
[Chorus:]
And the record will not stop skipping
And the lies just will not stop slipping
And besides my reputation's on the line
We can fake it for the airwaves
Force our smiles, baby, half dead
From comparing myself to everyone else around me
I have a dark alley and a bad idea , which reads : & quot; You need to shut up & quot; ( Summer Song )
We joke with something horrible , like
Perfect Snogging best friends .
We - the guys who feel the impasse.
I want to be known for my good luck , not only for the failures ,
I did try and not even gotten close
To trust, love and hope .
And the poets - just people who did not work
And never got ...
[Chorus:]
And the record is no longer slip ,
A lie is no longer escape ,
Yes, and my reputation is teetering on the brink .
We can pretend to radio waves
Force yourself to smile , baby, half dead
By comparing yourself with others ....
Please call the doctor to phone
Because I am a complete nonsense .
Blame anyone, but not me , for the chaos.
My back is broken from such a heavy heart,
We never seemed so far away.
I desperately hope that you have lost enough of hope
But we have never been able to ....
[Chorus:]
And the record is no longer slip ,
A lie is no longer escape ,
Yes, and my reputation is teetering on the brink .
We can pretend to radio waves
Force yourself to smile , baby, half dead
By comparing themselves with others | |
