[00:00.000] 作词 : Christopher Johns/Bryn Nieboer/Vishnu Anantha/Christopher Lawless/Matthew Hull
[00:00.026] 作曲 : Christopher Johns/Bryn Nieboer/Vishnu Anantha/Christopher Lawless/Matthew Hull
[00:00.053]Brass tacks jab my arms every time I make a sound
[00:09.159]"Drive on home, you’ve got it all backwards out there
[00:18.128]Aren’t you over it? You should be over it"
[00:22.097]You’re raising your voice now, in a Turkey Hill parking lot
[00:27.988]The strip mall lights humming their siren song
[00:31.362]Get out of my head
[00:37.640]There’s a slope to my shoulders now
[00:46.848]I swear we only float in the shallow end
[00:58.095]At least my exit was convincing to me
[01:05.439]And I’m this close
[01:08.306]To some sort of fair-weather break-through epiphany
[01:14.715]Now, the nitrous tanks dug in the yard
[01:18.917]They’re hissing in harmonies
[01:24.449]Generations of confidence end with my seed
[01:29.213]And the death of your dreams
[01:32.573]Am I wasting your hopes?
[01:37.105]Yeah, that’ll put the brakes to the floor
[01:41.434]"Ambition wasn’t meant to be yours"
[01:46.152]Our cells, they stop dividing
[01:48.573]The slide show is rounded out
[01:50.871]I’m burning up the carousel
[01:56.869]With a gown they could sell me a lie in
[02:01.586]In a town I could give up and die in
[02:06.273]Not sure if I’m sorry that I told you
[02:09.537]But I’m sorry that I’m smiling
[02:12.312]There’s a slope to my shoulders now
[02:21.374]I swear we only float in the shallow end
[02:33.553]Yeah, that’ll put the brakes to the floor
[02:38.271]Ambition wasn’t meant to be
[02:40.881]Strip mall lights humming their siren song
[02:44.397]Get out of my head

作词 : Christopher Johns/Bryn Nieboer/Vishnu Anantha/Christopher Lawless/Matthew Hull
作曲 : Christopher Johns/Bryn Nieboer/Vishnu Anantha/Christopher Lawless/Matthew Hull
Brass tacks jab my arms every time I make a sound
"Drive on home, you’ve got it all backwards out there
Aren’t you over it? You should be over it"
You’re raising your voice now, in a Turkey Hill parking lot
The strip mall lights humming their siren song
Get out of my head
There’s a slope to my shoulders now
I swear we only float in the shallow end
At least my exit was convincing to me
And I’m this close
To some sort of fair-weather break-through epiphany
Now, the nitrous tanks dug in the yard
They’re hissing in harmonies
Generations of confidence end with my seed
And the death of your dreams
Am I wasting your hopes?
Yeah, that’ll put the brakes to the floor
"Ambition wasn’t meant to be yours"
Our cells, they stop dividing
The slide show is rounded out
I’m burning up the carousel
With a gown they could sell me a lie in
In a town I could give up and die in
Not sure if I’m sorry that I told you
But I’m sorry that I’m smiling
There’s a slope to my shoulders now
I swear we only float in the shallow end
Yeah, that’ll put the brakes to the floor
Ambition wasn’t meant to be
Strip mall lights humming their siren song
Get out of my head