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Wasteland
Whoever said April's the cruelest month,Well, he forgot to mention all the others.So, let's forgive his mistakes nowAnd then we'll add in all our favorites.Yeah, I know, I talk a lot about my personal disastersBut if you wanted a wasteland, You would've been better off in December."Welcome To Hell," the sign should read,Everything in this town is either brittle or breaking.Like it's been sighing under pressure for years,Because the sky's been leaning in way too closely.And now it's the same color grey as the dirty snowWe've been shoving to the side of the roadBut we'll calm down by singing songs about TexasEven though we've never even been to the state lineWe'll come up with code names and a languageWe'll come up gasping for airWhen the roots collect snow, the leaves are goneThe world forgets how to growOh the humanity of it all!Letras de cancionesAnd maybe when the snow melts,Somewhere, you'll find me lying in the wreckageWeeds growing around my anklesFlowers bloom in sunlightFingernails can only dig so far through the dirtSo manifest destiny will take me through to the surfaceAnd if winter couldn't leave fast enoughWe're on a slippery slope back to summerYou could ask anyone and they'd tell you the same thing --It's all about momentum
From Letras Mania