Title Track Lyrics
| Song | Title Track |
| Artist | Death Cab for Cutie |
| Album | Death Cab For Cutie - The Barsuk Years |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Gibbard | |
| Left uninspired by the crust of railroad earth that touched the lead | |
| to the pages of yout manuscript. | |
| I took my thumb off the concrete | |
| and saved up all my strength | |
| to hammer pillars for a picket fence. | |
| It wasn't quiet what it seemed... | |
| a lack of pleasantries my able body isn't what it used to be. | |
| I must admist i was charmed | |
| by your advances your advantage left me helplessly into you. | |
| Talking how the group had begun to splinter | |
| and i could taste your lipstick on the filter | |
| ... | |
| I tried my best to keep my distance | |
| from your dress but call-response | |
| overturns conviction every time. | |
| My memory cannot recall... | |
| a wave of alcohol we shared a cigarette | |
| and shaved the hours off. | |
| ... | |
| Lushing with the hallway concregation, | |
| my best judgement signed its resignation. | |
| I rushed this. | |
| We moved too fast, | |
| tripped into the guestroom | |
| I rushed this. | |
| We moved too fast, | |
| tripped into the guestroom |
| zuo ci : Gibbard | |
| Left uninspired by the crust of railroad earth that touched the lead | |
| to the pages of yout manuscript. | |
| I took my thumb off the concrete | |
| and saved up all my strength | |
| to hammer pillars for a picket fence. | |
| It wasn' t quiet what it seemed... | |
| a lack of pleasantries my able body isn' t what it used to be. | |
| I must admist i was charmed | |
| by your advances your advantage left me helplessly into you. | |
| Talking how the group had begun to splinter | |
| and i could taste your lipstick on the filter | |
| ... | |
| I tried my best to keep my distance | |
| from your dress but callresponse | |
| overturns conviction every time. | |
| My memory cannot recall... | |
| a wave of alcohol we shared a cigarette | |
| and shaved the hours off. | |
| ... | |
| Lushing with the hallway concregation, | |
| my best judgement signed its resignation. | |
| I rushed this. | |
| We moved too fast, | |
| tripped into the guestroom | |
| I rushed this. | |
| We moved too fast, | |
| tripped into the guestroom |
| zuò cí : Gibbard | |
| Left uninspired by the crust of railroad earth that touched the lead | |
| to the pages of yout manuscript. | |
| I took my thumb off the concrete | |
| and saved up all my strength | |
| to hammer pillars for a picket fence. | |
| It wasn' t quiet what it seemed... | |
| a lack of pleasantries my able body isn' t what it used to be. | |
| I must admist i was charmed | |
| by your advances your advantage left me helplessly into you. | |
| Talking how the group had begun to splinter | |
| and i could taste your lipstick on the filter | |
| ... | |
| I tried my best to keep my distance | |
| from your dress but callresponse | |
| overturns conviction every time. | |
| My memory cannot recall... | |
| a wave of alcohol we shared a cigarette | |
| and shaved the hours off. | |
| ... | |
| Lushing with the hallway concregation, | |
| my best judgement signed its resignation. | |
| I rushed this. | |
| We moved too fast, | |
| tripped into the guestroom | |
| I rushed this. | |
| We moved too fast, | |
| tripped into the guestroom |
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