The Carpal Tunnel Of Love
Fall Out Boy"The Carpal Tunnel Of Love" ist ein Song von Fall Out Boy, 2010, Pop. Der Song dauert 2:59, 38 lines / 264 words.
Songtext
0:04We take sour sips
0:07From life's lush lips
0:11And we shake shake shake the hips
0:14In relationships
0:19Stop by this disaster town
0:22You'll put your eyes to the sun and say I know
0:25You're only blinding to keep back
0:27What the clouds are hiding
0:32And we might have started singing just a little soon
0:39We're throwing the stones in a glass room
0:46Whoa ah oh we're so miserable and stunning
0:53Whoa ah oh far from the genuine becoming
1:02We keep the beat
1:05With your blistered feet
1:09We bullet the words at the mockingbirds singing
1:16Slept through the weekend
1:19And dream
1:20We're sinking with the melody of the kiss of eternity
1:23Got postcards from my former self
1:26Saying how you been
1:30We might have said goodbyes just a little soon
1:37Our beliefs of kissing beats over this room
1:44Whoa ah oh we're so miserable and stunning
1:50Whoa ah oh far from the genuine becoming
1:57Whoa ah oh we're so miserable and stunning
2:04Whoa ah oh far from the genuine becoming
2:12It was ice cream headaches and sweet avalanche
2:15When the pearls in our shells came out to dance
2:18You call me a bad tipper of the cradle
2:20But I'm tired yawns for fawns on hunter's lawns
2:25We're the has-beens of husbands
2:28Sharpening the knives of young wives
2:32Take two years and call me when you're better
2:35Take teardrops of mine find yourself wetter
2:38Whoa ah oh we're so miserable and stunning
2:45Whoa ah oh far from the genuine becoming
2:52Whoa ah oh we're so miserable and stunning
2:59Whoa ah oh far from the genuine becoming
We take sour sips From life's lush lips And we shake shake shake the hips In relationships Stop by this disaster town You'll put your eyes to the sun and say I know You're only blinding to keep back What the clouds are hiding And we might have started singing just a little soon We're throwing the stones in a glass room Whoa ah oh we're so miserable and stunning Whoa ah oh far from the genuine becoming We keep the beat With your blistered feet We bullet the words at the mockingbirds singing Slept through the weekend And dream We're sinking with the melody of the kiss of eternity Got postcards from my former self Saying how you been We might have said goodbyes just a little soon Our beliefs of kissing beats over this room Whoa ah oh we're so miserable and stunning Whoa ah oh far from the genuine becoming Whoa ah oh we're so miserable and stunning Whoa ah oh far from the genuine becoming It was ice cream headaches and sweet avalanche When the pearls in our shells came out to dance You call me a bad tipper of the cradle But I'm tired yawns for fawns on hunter's lawns We're the has-beens of husbands Sharpening the knives of young wives Take two years and call me when you're better Take teardrops of mine find yourself wetter Whoa ah oh we're so miserable and stunning Whoa ah oh far from the genuine becoming Whoa ah oh we're so miserable and stunning Whoa ah oh far from the genuine becoming
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