Lyrics

Dope in the wash, strangers in bed Dead-end nights make a heart beat half dead In the mirror, striking a pose Conjured up glamour in a school play rock show Guess it doesn't last forever, just a feeling to remember Dope on a rope we hang, the catwalk's a plank Unless we turn around, and do it again Generations change In a blink the fad's extinct Find your lover or you'll flash the fame Before you wake up from your dream Everything changes when When the last call lights shine Seizing the heartbeat of our lovely reckless times Everything changes when When the last call lights shine Seizing the heartbeat of our lovely reckless times Collect taxidermy fist Smudges on your wrists New friends flood the list 'till you're sick Trying to have a ball in a tagged-up stall Numb when it's from making sense of it all I guess it doesn't last forever Just the feeling to remember Dope on a rope we hang, the catwalk's a plank Unless we turn around, and do it again Dope on a rope we hang, the catwalk's a plank Unless we turn around, and do it again Generations change In a blink, the fad's extinct Find your lover or flash the fame Before you wake up from your dream Everything changes when When the last call lights shine Seizing the heartbeat of our lovely reckless times Everything changes when When the last call lights shine Seizing the heartbeat of our lovely reckless time
Writer(s): Matthew Taylor, Brooks Nielsen Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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