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๐Ÿ‘ค Bright Eyes โ€ข ๐ŸŽผ Motion Sickness: Live Recordings โ€ข โฑ๏ธ 3:52
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โฑ๏ธ 3:52 duration
๐Ÿ†” ID: 2009850

๐Ÿ“œ Lyrics

The sun came up with no conclusions
Flowers sleeping in their beds
The city's cemetery's humming
I'm wide awake, it's morning
I have my drugs, I have my woman
They keep away my loneliness
My parents, they have their religion
But sleep in separate houses

I read the body count out of the paper
And now it's written all over my face
No one ever plans to sleep out in the gutter
Sometimes that's just the most comfortable place

So I'm drinking breathing, writing singing
Every day I'm on the clock
My mind races with all my longings
But can't keep up with what I've got
So I hope I don't sound too ungrateful
What history gave modern men
A telephone to talk to strangers
Machine guns and a camera lens

So when you're asked to fight a war that's over nothing
It's best to join the side that's gonna win
And no one's sure how all of this got started
But we're gonna make 'em goddamn certain how it's gonna end
Oh yeah, we will, oh yeah, we will

Well, I could have been a famous singer
If I had someone else's voice
But failure's always sounded better
Let's fuck it up boys, make some noise!

The sun came up with no conclusions
Flowers sleeping in their beds
The city's cemetery's humming
I'm wide awake, it's morning

โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics

[00:31.63] The sun came up with no conclusions
[00:34.74] Flowers sleeping in their beds
[00:37.80] The city's cemetery's humming
[00:40.88] I'm wide awake, it's morning
[00:46.74] I have my drugs, I have my woman
[00:49.89] They keep away my loneliness
[00:52.93] My parents, they have their religion
[00:56.38] But sleep in separate houses
[01:01.91] I read the body count out of the paper
[01:08.06] And now it's written all over my face
[01:14.85] No one ever plans to sleep out in the gutter
[01:21.36] Sometimes that's just the most comfortable place
[01:28.02] So I'm drinking breathing, writing singing
[01:31.35] Every day I'm on the clock
[01:34.53] My mind races with all my longings
[01:37.82] But can't keep up with what I've got
[01:43.24] So I hope I don't sound too ungrateful
[01:46.50] What history gave modern men
[01:49.60] A telephone to talk to strangers
[01:53.01] Machine guns and a camera lens
[01:58.22] So when you're asked to fight a war that's over nothing
[02:04.73] It's best to join the side that's gonna win
[02:11.39] And no one's sure how all of this got started
[02:17.38] But we're gonna make 'em goddamn certain how it's gonna end
[02:21.87] Oh yeah, we will, oh yeah, we will
[02:50.35] Well, I could have been a famous singer
[02:53.50] If I had someone else's voice
[02:56.73] But failure's always sounded better
[02:59.74] Let's fuck it up boys, make some noise!
[03:15.26] The sun came up with no conclusions
[03:18.59] Flowers sleeping in their beds
[03:21.88] The city's cemetery's humming
[03:25.10] I'm wide awake, it's morning
[03:31.89]

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