The impending glory of american adulthood
Crime in stereo
If it seems as of late, I've stopped sitting around talking about the bands i hate, maybe i'm starting to relate. How could anyone, have anything to say? And if your inspiration's vacant, it's cause you're sitting in a basement, wasting away day after day. I feel the same way. How can anyone have anything to say? When was the last time, anything happened to me? Of limited income, and even less experience...when was the first time you thought "this is where we should always be?" So vacant day after day. This is the last time you'll see the likes of me. I could stay play the part of the youngest has-been. In the dark at card tables, rehashing old visions. Put the impending glory aside and make the same decisions in life as my parents. Take their rightful place as the patron saint of "remember the time?"
I'm worth my weight in the glory of yesterday, worth my weight in vacancy.
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Mais ouvidas de Crime in stereo
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- Nixon
- When The Women Come Out To Dance
- Compass And Square
- These People Ought To Know Who We Are And That We Are Here
- Third Atlantic
- Queue Moderns
- Choker
- I Am Everything I Am Not
- Slow Math
- New Harlem Shuffle
- Abre Los Ojos
- No Gold Stars For Nationalism
- Not Dead
- Four Reasons
- Odalisque
- Gravity/Grace
- Unfortunate Tourists
- I Stole This For You
- ...But You Are Vast