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letra de nokia sugarphone sideshow - buckingham greene

[verse 1]
i’ve been drifting in and out again
listening to morgan simpson on “953” slowing down the pace
skip a bit, “of schlagenheim,” and i get another text
it’s from her, the girl i didn’t give any sp-ce
i called her all the time and went through all my lines
stay on for half an hour, my brother had to pull me off
stuck in a homsar impression and inquiries of life
it’s like she said six years ago, i should move the h-ll on

[pre-chorus 1]
i’m at the party stapled to a tree
don steps outside with cigarette and genoveses me
[chorus]
we lie all of the time
caught between the gears of perpetual motion
with no reason nor rhyme, watching b-tt’s twelve by pies
at your personal sugarphone sideshow…
(stage!)

[verse 2]
man, it was screwy when i couldn’t handle her rejection
i wanted to play for her this very song i’ve toiled over
i know she was tired of my interjections
i blew out her hearing aid by singing songs of pennzoil
last i heard, we got in touch, and talked about the days
send her a distant recommendation now and again
even though i changed my tune, the tension was in place
the cardiacs were her last straw, we haven’t spoken since

[pre-chorus 2]
i’m at the party, i’m sinking jengaships
trying to speak my heart out, but nothing ever sticks
locked inside my bit

[chorus]
we lie all of the time
caught between the gears of perpetual motion
with no reason nor rhyme, watching b-tt’s twelve by pies
at your personal sugarphone sideshow…
(stage!)
[bridge]
it’s such a let-down
to know your heroes who seemed cool to you
are just more silly tools
that the bullsh-t made its one good point
the sh-t we waded through
it’s such a let-down
when she’s afraid of you
that was never my intention
i had to think it through
i’m the nuisance in her mind’s eye

[verse 3]
and now i sleep the day away
i know i should move on
and if she ever hears this song
i wouldn’t know what to say

[pre-chorus 3]
i’m at the party, snowblind in a ditch
cerebral landmine gives and takes and takes and takes and takes

[chorus]
we lie all of the time
caught between the gears of perpetual motion
with no reason nor rhyme, watching b-tt’s twelve by pies
at your personal sugarphone sideshow…
at your personal sugarphone sideshow…
at your personal sugarphone sideshow…
at your personal sugarphone sideshow…
(stage!)

- buckingham greene

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