Nhạc sĩ: Alexandra Greenwood, Alexander Rice, Benjamin Mack, Henry Young, Oliver Dewdney, Robert Knaggs
Lời đăng bởi: 86_15635588878_1671185229650
This is not some American high school film, and you're not a considerer of my intention.
Somebody spike the weatherman, it's soaking wet but it didn't rain, it couldn't rain.
I guess his calculations were unsure, you're always so sure.
I'm ready for the ride, I'm ready for the ride, I'm ready for.
I'm ready for the ride, I'm ready for the ride, I'm ready for.
Could you do so much better than, camera cuts to the filthy fans white on blue.
Guess it's not in the center of their attention.
The frost is in for the flower bed, the streets been potted for winter nets frozen cold.
This is not some American high school film, and you're not a considerer of my intention.
Somebody spike the weatherman, it's soaking wet but it didn't rain, it couldn't rain.
I guess his calculations were unsure, you're always so sure.
I don't need cold, cold hands to hold in my cold, cold hands.
Cold, cold hands to hold in my cold, cold hands.
Into me now.
Cold, cold hands into me now.
I'm ready for the ride, I'm ready for the ride, I'm ready for.
I'm ready for the ride, I'm ready for the ride, I'm ready for.
I'm ready for the ride, I'm ready for the ride, I'm ready for.
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