Side-stepped land mines
|
And working-class attitudes.
|
Let's go.
|
This is a love song.
|
Deal with it. Deal with it. Deal with... it.
|
|
(And I will)
|
I will
|
(Beat my fist against my chest)
|
My chest, against my chest
|
(If only to prevent my heart from beating for you)
|
Beating... for you, for you.
|
(This new season brings with it songs of hope)
|
Songs of hope!
|
(You can't leave me waist-high wading all alone)
|
Things
|
(I know there is somewhere I can go)
|
I don't understand are the most interesting
|
(Where no one knows)
|
Like zero, and eraserhead.
|
(My name)
|
|
(And I still)
|
I still
|
(Remember the sound of your voice)
|
Sound of, of your voice
|
(Do you think I would call just to hear you breathe?)
|
Hear you breathe.
|
(Just to hear you breathe)
|
|
Sometimes it's just about feeling good.
|
John Cusack. Pop punk.
|
|
-----------------
|
Where No One Knows
|
| Alexisonfire |
