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歌詞: Elected (The). Me First. Greetings In Braille.


If my senses fail, stay with me 'til they go cause I don't wanna be alone.
Greetings in Braille, they'll describe everything, colors aren't everything.
And if you see me, down at the liquor store, please don't tell my dad.
And if you see my dad, down at the liquor store, don't tell me anything at all.
And the people you brought were just drainpipes bringing trash to the ground.
And your memories are just picture cards, one night stands and breakdowns.
And you were cold, tired and old as you'd ever looked that night.
And we were warned, yeah. We were warned not to stay out too late.
But somethings were worth getting in trouble for.
So now that you finally failed
just like you said you would, down to the last detail.
Well if living's such hell,
here's to your dying days. You won't have to be afraid.
And the heroes you met were just fiction,
yeah, with high expectations.
And your friends grew up faster than you got successful,
told you to keep up. Good comes to those who work.
And the stories they told you were true, babe.
Your mom really went crazy.
But that doesn't have to be you.
No.
And I miss Tara and Melissa, Allen and John.
And you'll never have friends like you did when you were young.
But our bodies were pulled away and swept out to the sea
And I'd call and say hi if I thought you'd remember me
cause somethings are worth leaving old memories for.
If my senses fail, stay with me 'til they go cause I don't wanna be alone.
Greetings in Braille, should describe everything
'cause you can't see anything from here.
From here, you can't see nothing at all