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December 31st, 11: 59, I think I'm happy now, At least from time to time. I had to let it go, I had to let it slip, Funny how it all works out, When you're given up on it. Rooftops and stars above, The smell of cold, dead leaves. Our skin was all in knots, You were moving under me. Cars and history turn to rust. Cars and history turn to rust. Cars and history turn to rust. Cars and history turn to rust. December 31st, 11: 59, Come a little closer girl, It's time to rise and shine. I had to let it go, We had to let it slip, Funny how it all works out, When you've given up on it. Rooftops and stars above, (Cold war is gone) The smell of cold, dead leaves, Our skin was all in knots, (Cold war is over, dear) You were moving under me. Cars and history turn to rust. (Satellites, dirty bombs and fear) Cars and history turn to rust. Cars and history turn to rust. Cars and history turn to rust. I want you. Oh, I want you. December 31st, --this frozen hand 11: 59, -has turned to rain Come a little closer girl, --it's dark again It's time to rise and shine. --it goes that way I had to let it go, --it's on the prowl We had to let it slip, --it's latest junk Funny how it all works out, --teeth broken shells When you've given up on it. --to be someone Rooftops and stars above, --this little tick (Cold war is gone) The smell of cold, dead leaves, --up every night (Cold war is over, dead) Our skin was all in knots, --the only war You were moving under me. --we televise Cars and history turn to rust. --we televise (Satellites, dirty bombs and fear) Cars and history turn to rust. --we televise Cars and history turn to rust. --those little lies Cars and history turn to rust. I want you. Oh, I want you. Cars and history turn to rust. --those little lies (Cold war is gone) Cars and history turn to rust. --those little lies (Cold war is over, dear) Cars and history turn to rust. --those little lies (Satellites, dirty bombs and fear) Cars and history turn to rust. --we televise Who will win? (cold war is gone) Cars and history turn to rust. --we televise Who will win? (cold war is over dear) Cars and history turn to rust. --we televise Who will win? (satellites, dirty bombs and fear) Cars and history turn to rust. --we televise Who will win? (cold war is gone) Cars and history turn to rust. --we televise Who will win? (cold war is over, dear) Cars and history turn to rust. --those little lies Who will win? (satellites, dirty bombs and fear)
Writer(s): Neilson Hubbard, Matthew Ryan Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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