Point And Shoot
๐ต 850 characters
โฑ๏ธ 3:05 duration
๐ ID: 27224196
๐ Lyrics
Shot down in the shade of cardboard canyons
They cut the scene and saw blood on the cameraman
She could see the frame but never the picture
A live round spun and a split second flicker
Broke the depth of field like the neck of the Hangman
You looked to me like a pie in the window pane
I looked back like a mule in some bridle reins
Lyin' there naked through a point and shoot
If you got a secret, don't keep it too close to
Your chest
Just love me now and forget the rest
Does passion feel stupid when there's nothing left of me?
You laughed and said, "Yeah, the crime of the century"
But I was lost like a little child
In a wilderness where the west was way too wild
All I can say is that I don't mind
Like the silphium branch to the black bovine
She could see the frame but never the picture
A live round spun and a split second flicker broke
They cut the scene and saw blood on the cameraman
She could see the frame but never the picture
A live round spun and a split second flicker
Broke the depth of field like the neck of the Hangman
You looked to me like a pie in the window pane
I looked back like a mule in some bridle reins
Lyin' there naked through a point and shoot
If you got a secret, don't keep it too close to
Your chest
Just love me now and forget the rest
Does passion feel stupid when there's nothing left of me?
You laughed and said, "Yeah, the crime of the century"
But I was lost like a little child
In a wilderness where the west was way too wild
All I can say is that I don't mind
Like the silphium branch to the black bovine
She could see the frame but never the picture
A live round spun and a split second flicker broke
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:00.22] Shot down in the shade of cardboard canyons
[00:08.42] They cut the scene and saw blood on the cameraman
[00:15.64] She could see the frame but never the picture
[00:19.30] A live round spun and a split second flicker
[00:23.39] Broke the depth of field like the neck of the Hangman
[00:31.58] You looked to me like a pie in the window pane
[00:39.36] I looked back like a mule in some bridle reins
[00:46.31] Lyin' there naked through a point and shoot
[00:50.24] If you got a secret, don't keep it too close to
[00:55.64] Your chest
[00:57.87] Just love me now and forget the rest
[01:02.00]
[01:33.69] Does passion feel stupid when there's nothing left of me?
[01:37.18] You laughed and said, "Yeah, the crime of the century"
[01:48.81] But I was lost like a little child
[01:52.79] In a wilderness where the west was way too wild
[01:58.61]
[02:35.37] All I can say is that I don't mind
[02:43.95] Like the silphium branch to the black bovine
[02:53.69] She could see the frame but never the picture
[02:57.69] A live round spun and a split second flicker broke
[03:03.33]
[00:08.42] They cut the scene and saw blood on the cameraman
[00:15.64] She could see the frame but never the picture
[00:19.30] A live round spun and a split second flicker
[00:23.39] Broke the depth of field like the neck of the Hangman
[00:31.58] You looked to me like a pie in the window pane
[00:39.36] I looked back like a mule in some bridle reins
[00:46.31] Lyin' there naked through a point and shoot
[00:50.24] If you got a secret, don't keep it too close to
[00:55.64] Your chest
[00:57.87] Just love me now and forget the rest
[01:02.00]
[01:33.69] Does passion feel stupid when there's nothing left of me?
[01:37.18] You laughed and said, "Yeah, the crime of the century"
[01:48.81] But I was lost like a little child
[01:52.79] In a wilderness where the west was way too wild
[01:58.61]
[02:35.37] All I can say is that I don't mind
[02:43.95] Like the silphium branch to the black bovine
[02:53.69] She could see the frame but never the picture
[02:57.69] A live round spun and a split second flicker broke
[03:03.33]