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Skladba Scribble vyšla 1. ledna 1993 Team Love Records na albu Room Temperature
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Datum vydání1. ledna 1993
ŠtítekTeam Love Records
Melodičnost
Akustičnost
Valence
Tanečnost
Energie
BPM153

Kredity

Texty

Well, I wanted to suspend my disbelief
And I wanted to embrace her untouchable friends
But I ended up slamming my face on the sink
Hoping somehow maybe I could change
When everyone left the party
Nobody wants to see that shit
Weekends are made for numbness
Not your acute perceptions
Not your acute perceptions
Not your acute perceptions
"That's not cute, that's just not cute," she said
Well, my grandfather sang and he drank Hank Williams
And he smoked cartons and cartons of Salems
But he never got fed up with life
No, he was just struck down
Well, the dignified ascend easily
But a dozen strokes put a web of scars on his brain
It hurts to watch a flower unfold
And see the colors stripped away
See those colors stripped away
See them melt and spill
But that's not, no, that's not what he'd have said
Well, I used to be an armchair Columbus
Connecting the dots on my television screen
I explored the world from a single fixed point
A lonely conductor of my own potential energy
Now when I'm happy, I savor sorrow
I throw temper tantrums and I bust a move
Inferiority ain't my passion
But it sure makes a clever excuse
Yeah, it sure makes a clever excuse
Yeah, I know it's a lame excuse
I thought if I don't choose and I don't move
Maybe I won't lose
Well, my father is a human heart specialist
But I'm just a heartworm that infests and infects
My mother is a raging perfectionist
But I just mutter with my tongue what I scribbled with my wrist
I'm a broken record, that's what everyone says
Can't somebody shut him up?
You've never been in love, boy, you've just been laid
You romanticize yourself
You romanticize yourself
You romanticize yourself
And it's just not good enough
Written by: Simon Joseph Joyner
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