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The Salesman, Denver Max

アーティスト:The Blood Brothers  アルバム:Burn Piano Island, Burn 

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Through the screen door your thoughts are quarantined, By the way you smell I can tell that you're fifteen. My name is Denver Max, I eat heart attacks. From your mouth to your hands to the floor you're babbling syntax. What the crickets see is between you and me. What scarecrows think would turn your pale cheek pink. Don't you try to call the cops little girl Because before you pick up the phone you'll be dead. Don't you try to call the cops little girl; Your tongue is withered it's heavier than lead. Won't you just step into the car little girl; Your parents don't understand what's in your head. We're really onto something special little girl, You're blushing red, your head can't hide those thoughts of dread. Through the screen door kiss me kiss me like a queen. It tastes like metal in my mouth like rusty Listerine.


投稿者: PetitLyrics
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