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Fake Frowns
- wykonawca: Death Cab For Cutie
- album: Something About Airplanes
Bent at the knees
A last resort
Backfired and made things worse
Once on the bus
It was quite possible
You'd be the jailhouse queen
Jury and Judge
Were screaming to hang
You spat the sweat from brow
He shrugged his shoulders
Nothing would work
It had to end right now
I can't drive straight
Counting your fake frowns
Focusing in
Details a must
Trying to make each one count
All on your fingers stopping at ten
Magistrate's keyed in now
Jury and Judge
Were screaming to hang
You spat the sweat from brow
He shrugged his shoulders
Nothing would work
It had to end right now
I can't drive straight
Counting your fake frowns
I can't drive straight
Counting your fake frowns
We can't keep your interest now
Increasing pixels and sound
We can't keep your interest now
Increasing pixels and sound
Jury and Judge
Were screaming to hang
You spat the sweat from brow
He shrugged his shoulders
Nothing would work
It had to end right...
- album: Something About Airplanes
Bent at the knees
A last resort
Backfired and made things worse
Once on the bus
It was quite possible
You'd be the jailhouse queen
Jury and Judge
Were screaming to hang
You spat the sweat from brow
He shrugged his shoulders
Nothing would work
It had to end right now
I can't drive straight
Counting your fake frowns
Focusing in
Details a must
Trying to make each one count
All on your fingers stopping at ten
Magistrate's keyed in now
Jury and Judge
Were screaming to hang
You spat the sweat from brow
He shrugged his shoulders
Nothing would work
It had to end right now
I can't drive straight
Counting your fake frowns
I can't drive straight
Counting your fake frowns
We can't keep your interest now
Increasing pixels and sound
We can't keep your interest now
Increasing pixels and sound
Jury and Judge
Were screaming to hang
You spat the sweat from brow
He shrugged his shoulders
Nothing would work
It had to end right...