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The morning comes TV still on Wanna watch the cartoon starfish preach Floating around Try to touch back down But I'm moving further out of reach And now tonight you come to hear These splintered stories Of all the years of bad choices It's becoming clear You can't escape the crowd of faces The ringing in your ears Time was holding out Laying on a busted couch Searching for a phrase to send the lights back down When they turn away, when they disengage All alone when you get back home Draw the curtains up against the heat On your disconnected phone There's no dial tone No one's calling, no one's coming near She was crystalized Letras de cancionesSo indiscreet We were up all night Keyed up without fear All big ideas with nowhere to go So many plans No center hold Looking back on all that now Wonder how we got out We were just the lucky ones Scrape and scratch and heal back up Off the floor Coming back for more Could you take it now with your shaking hands Could you tell me now that I can understand It was all a game I never learned to play From Letras Mania