Shit Twins-Dads

[00:00.000] 作词 : John Bradley/Scott Scharinger [00:01.000] 作曲 : John Bradley/Scott Scharinger [00:13.000]There is a chest [00:16.000]Of skin, of drawers [00:17.500]With pictures of waterspouts [00:21.000]Coming out from the ocean and into the mainland [00:28.000]Where you once lived [00:29.500]Before [00:30.700]When you were younger [00:33.000]Before [00:34.500]You learned how to hope, want, or wish [00:55.700]Your step became unsteady once [01:01.700]Even more [01:03.000]Every time you would stand on shrapnel [01:10.000]Under your feet [01:13.000]There was a growth under your skin [01:17.000]An addition of pride [01:19.500]For your newfound wasteland [01:29.500]But even worse [01:31.500]The future you see [01:34.500]The future you bring [01:37.000]The future you are completely okay with [01:41.000]I could wait up sick [01:43.000]Waiting for a response [01:45.700]I could wait up, waiting for anything [01:51.000]And it’s something that you’re completely okay with [01:57.500]You've been standing outside of my apartment [02:03.500]With your mouth open wide [02:04.000]and I haven't heard enough of it [02:09.000]You've been standing outside of my apartment [02:15.000]With your mouth open wide [02:17.700]and I haven't heard enough of it [02:20.000]Tell me, tell me, Miranda [02:23.500]Where do you see yourself tomorrow? [02:26.500]Do you worry each Wednesday [02:28.700]When the week is almost over [02:33.000]Where you will sleep [02:35.500]Where you will sleep [02:38.000]Your sanctuary is Missouri in May [02:41.000]And I still insist on cutting my tongue off [02:48.000]You've been standing outside of my apartment [02:53.500]With your mouth open wide [02:56.000]and I haven't heard enough of it [03:00.000]You've been standing outside of my apartment [03:06.000]With your mouth open wide [03:09.000]and I haven't heard enough of it [03:11.500]I will not speak of the crash [03:15.000]Cause if it is never spoken of [03:18.000]Then history will never know it happened [03:23.000]If it is never written about [03:26.000]Then no one can ever read it [03:29.500]If it is never talked about [03:32.000]Then no one can ever hear it [03:35.500]Then no one can ever hear it [03:38.500]Then no one can ever hear it [03:47.500]Do we know the truths of every broken step? [03:54.000]Only if it's told [03:56.000]Forgotten when it's old [03:59.000]Undesired and cold [04:03.500]There is no story to be told [04:13.000](We'll say) [05:12.000]We'll say [05:14.000]We'll meet up in some hotel room [05:16.500]Be it fancy or pay by the hour [05:19.000]And we'll comfort each other [05:21.000]Like we used to in our time [05:24.500]You'll say it'll be just like the old days [05:28.500]But it won't be the f*cking old days [05:31.000]No it won't be the f*cking old days [05:33.500]Only now with our broken parts [05:37.500]Our overused and torn up pieces [05:41.000]Will it be better than before? [05:44.000]Will it be better than before? [05:47.000]Do we thank our practice with others [05:50.500]Or will it be tarnished by exact thought? [05:54.500]Will it be better than before? [05:57.000]Will it be better than before? [06:00.500]Will it be better than before?