20 careening 歌词

歌曲	20 careening
歌手	Frontier Ruckus
专辑	Eternity Of Dimming
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	作词 : Matthew Christopher Milia
	作曲 : Matthew Christopher Milia
	There's a white limousine with Massachusetts plates
	And on the loose its occupants, those 90s prom dates
	Careen
	I tongue at my molar, you're my only consoler
	You're my midnight buyer in the back of the Meijer
	Yeah
	My world's a comprehensive private diorama
	Unpunctuated by any comma
	You got
	I was a queer balladeer, so proud of our new minivan
	You know your dad gave all he had, he does his best for you just when he can
	Greenfield Village and a field trip version
	Of young faces on every person
	I knew
	Now all the modern dilettantes, they typed out their privileged isms
	In their moronic fonts and hyped-out syllogisms
	With some get-well cards from my date-stamp aunt
	Yeah, I'd frame all that minor fame, but I just can't
	When my best friend Doug's brother had some flashy two-seater
	All the sleepover soda when we explode a splashy two-liter
	The stoplights are cherry red, or very greenish blue
	Like the mushy color of the 7-11 slushy hue
	And the liquid wicked warping
	Of an ambling ambulance's distancing pitch
	I hooked my thumb through your belt loop from which I hitched to every twitch
	You made
	What we found stashed in the trashed-out woods behind the Taco Bell
	Is why I identify early sex with the oily smell
	Of WD-40 and a blindness to the ways
	Of the kindness behind us and the lukewarm heat lamp buffets
	Now we report all our pathos to the food court police
	Where the pity and the loss grow so shitty and obese
	And sad
	But in Baker's frozen woodlot
	With the smiling sniffling good snot
	You tried to wipe away but you could not
	When the sun's explosion
	And slow plummet
	Can look so frozen
	As we glow from it
	All our disastrous love, it goes by many titles
	It froze inside the snows where I'd dropped it with its broken vitals
	But I remember your sorrow outside of Espresso
	With all you wanted to borrow, and all I said was "I guess so"
	And I wish I had
	Just granted you that

	zuo ci : Matthew Christopher Milia
	zuo qu : Matthew Christopher Milia
	There' s a white limousine with Massachusetts plates
	And on the loose its occupants, those 90s prom dates
	Careen
	I tongue at my molar, you' re my only consoler
	You' re my midnight buyer in the back of the Meijer
	Yeah
	My world' s a comprehensive private diorama
	Unpunctuated by any comma
	You got
	I was a queer balladeer, so proud of our new minivan
	You know your dad gave all he had, he does his best for you just when he can
	Greenfield Village and a field trip version
	Of young faces on every person
	I knew
	Now all the modern dilettantes, they typed out their privileged isms
	In their moronic fonts and hypedout syllogisms
	With some getwell cards from my datestamp aunt
	Yeah, I' d frame all that minor fame, but I just can' t
	When my best friend Doug' s brother had some flashy twoseater
	All the sleepover soda when we explode a splashy twoliter
	The stoplights are cherry red, or very greenish blue
	Like the mushy color of the 711 slushy hue
	And the liquid wicked warping
	Of an ambling ambulance' s distancing pitch
	I hooked my thumb through your belt loop from which I hitched to every twitch
	You made
	What we found stashed in the trashedout woods behind the Taco Bell
	Is why I identify early sex with the oily smell
	Of WD40 and a blindness to the ways
	Of the kindness behind us and the lukewarm heat lamp buffets
	Now we report all our pathos to the food court police
	Where the pity and the loss grow so shitty and obese
	And sad
	But in Baker' s frozen woodlot
	With the smiling sniffling good snot
	You tried to wipe away but you could not
	When the sun' s explosion
	And slow plummet
	Can look so frozen
	As we glow from it
	All our disastrous love, it goes by many titles
	It froze inside the snows where I' d dropped it with its broken vitals
	But I remember your sorrow outside of Espresso
	With all you wanted to borrow, and all I said was " I guess so"
	And I wish I had
	Just granted you that

	zuò cí : Matthew Christopher Milia
	zuò qǔ : Matthew Christopher Milia
	There' s a white limousine with Massachusetts plates
	And on the loose its occupants, those 90s prom dates
	Careen
	I tongue at my molar, you' re my only consoler
	You' re my midnight buyer in the back of the Meijer
	Yeah
	My world' s a comprehensive private diorama
	Unpunctuated by any comma
	You got
	I was a queer balladeer, so proud of our new minivan
	You know your dad gave all he had, he does his best for you just when he can
	Greenfield Village and a field trip version
	Of young faces on every person
	I knew
	Now all the modern dilettantes, they typed out their privileged isms
	In their moronic fonts and hypedout syllogisms
	With some getwell cards from my datestamp aunt
	Yeah, I' d frame all that minor fame, but I just can' t
	When my best friend Doug' s brother had some flashy twoseater
	All the sleepover soda when we explode a splashy twoliter
	The stoplights are cherry red, or very greenish blue
	Like the mushy color of the 711 slushy hue
	And the liquid wicked warping
	Of an ambling ambulance' s distancing pitch
	I hooked my thumb through your belt loop from which I hitched to every twitch
	You made
	What we found stashed in the trashedout woods behind the Taco Bell
	Is why I identify early sex with the oily smell
	Of WD40 and a blindness to the ways
	Of the kindness behind us and the lukewarm heat lamp buffets
	Now we report all our pathos to the food court police
	Where the pity and the loss grow so shitty and obese
	And sad
	But in Baker' s frozen woodlot
	With the smiling sniffling good snot
	You tried to wipe away but you could not
	When the sun' s explosion
	And slow plummet
	Can look so frozen
	As we glow from it
	All our disastrous love, it goes by many titles
	It froze inside the snows where I' d dropped it with its broken vitals
	But I remember your sorrow outside of Espresso
	With all you wanted to borrow, and all I said was " I guess so"
	And I wish I had
	Just granted you that

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