Matters Of Blood And Connection Lyrics
| Song | Matters Of Blood And Connection |
| Artist | Dashboard Confessional |
| Album | The Shade Of Poison Trees |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Carrabba | |
| Why do you speak with that accent now? | |
| Everyone knows you're not from the streets | |
| You went to prep school in | |
| CambridgeWith daughters and sons of the privileged elite | |
| The fortunes from shipping and industry | |
| The futures in yacht clubs and tales | |
| So why do you speak with that accent now? | |
| Everyone knows your moonlighting here | |
| To avail yourself of your heritage | |
| For a season or two in the sun | |
| Draw wealth from the funds in the trust | |
| Thanks to the fathers of fortunate sons | |
| For us it's a matter of charging the gates | |
| For you it's a matter of blood and connections | |
| Of blood and connections | |
| So who do you fool with that costume now? | |
| Everyone knows you're not who you seem | |
| You've got a hard way about you | |
| For someone who's passage is already paid | |
| By the sins and the schemes of your father | |
| And the infinite reach of his arm | |
| Draw wealth from the funds in the trust | |
| Thanks to the fathers of fortunate sons | |
| For us it's a matter of charging the gates | |
| For you it's a matter of blood | |
| Drink well from your bottomless cup | |
| And bask in your good fortune | |
| For us it's a matter of charging the gates | |
| For you it's a matter of blood and connections | |
| So where will you be when you tire of the fun? | |
| The escape, the charade and your time in the sun | |
| I know everyone does their own reinvention | |
| But yours has a taste that's hard to swallow | |
| And what will you tell of your tenure with us? | |
| Will you build yourself up, like the size of your hunt? | |
| If they're anything like what you've been telling us | |
| Those stories will make true believers | |
| Of the chumps and the fools | |
| So why do you speak with that accent now? | |
| Everyone knows you're not from the streets |
| zuo qu : Carrabba | |
| Why do you speak with that accent now? | |
| Everyone knows you' re not from the streets | |
| You went to prep school in | |
| CambridgeWith daughters and sons of the privileged elite | |
| The fortunes from shipping and industry | |
| The futures in yacht clubs and tales | |
| So why do you speak with that accent now? | |
| Everyone knows your moonlighting here | |
| To avail yourself of your heritage | |
| For a season or two in the sun | |
| Draw wealth from the funds in the trust | |
| Thanks to the fathers of fortunate sons | |
| For us it' s a matter of charging the gates | |
| For you it' s a matter of blood and connections | |
| Of blood and connections | |
| So who do you fool with that costume now? | |
| Everyone knows you' re not who you seem | |
| You' ve got a hard way about you | |
| For someone who' s passage is already paid | |
| By the sins and the schemes of your father | |
| And the infinite reach of his arm | |
| Draw wealth from the funds in the trust | |
| Thanks to the fathers of fortunate sons | |
| For us it' s a matter of charging the gates | |
| For you it' s a matter of blood | |
| Drink well from your bottomless cup | |
| And bask in your good fortune | |
| For us it' s a matter of charging the gates | |
| For you it' s a matter of blood and connections | |
| So where will you be when you tire of the fun? | |
| The escape, the charade and your time in the sun | |
| I know everyone does their own reinvention | |
| But yours has a taste that' s hard to swallow | |
| And what will you tell of your tenure with us? | |
| Will you build yourself up, like the size of your hunt? | |
| If they' re anything like what you' ve been telling us | |
| Those stories will make true believers | |
| Of the chumps and the fools | |
| So why do you speak with that accent now? | |
| Everyone knows you' re not from the streets |
| zuò qǔ : Carrabba | |
| Why do you speak with that accent now? | |
| Everyone knows you' re not from the streets | |
| You went to prep school in | |
| CambridgeWith daughters and sons of the privileged elite | |
| The fortunes from shipping and industry | |
| The futures in yacht clubs and tales | |
| So why do you speak with that accent now? | |
| Everyone knows your moonlighting here | |
| To avail yourself of your heritage | |
| For a season or two in the sun | |
| Draw wealth from the funds in the trust | |
| Thanks to the fathers of fortunate sons | |
| For us it' s a matter of charging the gates | |
| For you it' s a matter of blood and connections | |
| Of blood and connections | |
| So who do you fool with that costume now? | |
| Everyone knows you' re not who you seem | |
| You' ve got a hard way about you | |
| For someone who' s passage is already paid | |
| By the sins and the schemes of your father | |
| And the infinite reach of his arm | |
| Draw wealth from the funds in the trust | |
| Thanks to the fathers of fortunate sons | |
| For us it' s a matter of charging the gates | |
| For you it' s a matter of blood | |
| Drink well from your bottomless cup | |
| And bask in your good fortune | |
| For us it' s a matter of charging the gates | |
| For you it' s a matter of blood and connections | |
| So where will you be when you tire of the fun? | |
| The escape, the charade and your time in the sun | |
| I know everyone does their own reinvention | |
| But yours has a taste that' s hard to swallow | |
| And what will you tell of your tenure with us? | |
| Will you build yourself up, like the size of your hunt? | |
| If they' re anything like what you' ve been telling us | |
| Those stories will make true believers | |
| Of the chumps and the fools | |
| So why do you speak with that accent now? | |
| Everyone knows you' re not from the streets |
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