Texty:
Death Cab For Cutie Something About Airplanes

will stain And split your heart from my name So drive away your mouth from my ears And waste a day so I can think clearly And what's left to wait for

'm standing up This is the face that launched one thousand ships This is the face that shot Who never have replaced Splitting up his kingdom into three seperate parts For

Gravitated towards a taste For foreign films and modern plays But that machine could only Bend to squares five to six times Before your fingers came unwired

: Gravitated towards a taste For foreign films and modern plays But that machine could only Bend to squares five to six times Before your fingers came

wash behind their ears and let their hair down 'til the audiences leave I'm definitely shaking the silence isn't breaking backwashed and stranded memories of something

from caving in I took a little more of what I take for granted And filled my plate for fear that gears would turn And wheels would roll away Something

: and if it was just how you wanted you'd be glued to his bones and his brainstem and changing your image and attitudes won't bring you back into your

Gravitated towards a taste For foreign films and modern plays But that machine could only Bend to squares five to six times Before your fingers came

brain at half past two; about time to leave 'cause the dj's playing rhythm and blues a sad-sorry state, stutter step to those slammin' grooves as I'm waiting around for