Song | Union Pool |
Artist | Plushgun |
Album | Pins & Panzers |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Ingala | |
Straightening your collar | |
'Cause you know without your father | |
You're just unemployed | |
Dancing on the weekends | |
Oh, you know you own those sequins | |
Kissing all the boys | |
But was it you | |
When the sky turned blue | |
When we said | |
We wouldn't sleep | |
Until our memories rewind | |
You say you are an artist | |
But you know it's just another | |
Way to fit the mold | |
Twenty different leggings | |
For that outfit you're perfecting | |
When it gets too cold | |
But where are you | |
The other one of you | |
The one I met | |
On that day | |
You moved to town from Michigan | |
So why did you listen | |
To the kids at Union Pool? | |
Are they cool? | |
Do they make you think | |
That you're so unsuitable | |
So why do you try | |
To fit this caricature | |
The one you painted | |
Back in high school | |
Of that girl you dreamt to be when you left home | |
Nursing that hangover | |
With a cup of coffee | |
You can see me | |
Walking by | |
Turn your head away | |
Cause you had nothing | |
Left to say | |
So you don't even try | |
But someday, maybe | |
We'll just get away | |
And you will say | |
This was just | |
Another phase in your life | |
Straightening your collar | |
'Cause you know without your father | |
You're just unemployed | |
Dancing on the weekends | |
Oh, you know you own those sequins | |
Kissing all the boys | |
You say you are an artist | |
But you know it's just another | |
Way to fit the mold | |
Twenty different leggings | |
For that outfit you're perfecting | |
When it gets too cold | |
So why did you listen | |
To the kids at Union Pool | |
Are they cool? | |
Do they make you think | |
That you're so unsuitable | |
So why do you try | |
To fit this caricature | |
The one you painted | |
Back in high school | |
Of that girl you dreamt to be when you left home |
zuo qu : Ingala | |
Straightening your collar | |
' Cause you know without your father | |
You' re just unemployed | |
Dancing on the weekends | |
Oh, you know you own those sequins | |
Kissing all the boys | |
But was it you | |
When the sky turned blue | |
When we said | |
We wouldn' t sleep | |
Until our memories rewind | |
You say you are an artist | |
But you know it' s just another | |
Way to fit the mold | |
Twenty different leggings | |
For that outfit you' re perfecting | |
When it gets too cold | |
But where are you | |
The other one of you | |
The one I met | |
On that day | |
You moved to town from Michigan | |
So why did you listen | |
To the kids at Union Pool? | |
Are they cool? | |
Do they make you think | |
That you' re so unsuitable | |
So why do you try | |
To fit this caricature | |
The one you painted | |
Back in high school | |
Of that girl you dreamt to be when you left home | |
Nursing that hangover | |
With a cup of coffee | |
You can see me | |
Walking by | |
Turn your head away | |
Cause you had nothing | |
Left to say | |
So you don' t even try | |
But someday, maybe | |
We' ll just get away | |
And you will say | |
This was just | |
Another phase in your life | |
Straightening your collar | |
' Cause you know without your father | |
You' re just unemployed | |
Dancing on the weekends | |
Oh, you know you own those sequins | |
Kissing all the boys | |
You say you are an artist | |
But you know it' s just another | |
Way to fit the mold | |
Twenty different leggings | |
For that outfit you' re perfecting | |
When it gets too cold | |
So why did you listen | |
To the kids at Union Pool | |
Are they cool? | |
Do they make you think | |
That you' re so unsuitable | |
So why do you try | |
To fit this caricature | |
The one you painted | |
Back in high school | |
Of that girl you dreamt to be when you left home |
zuò qǔ : Ingala | |
Straightening your collar | |
' Cause you know without your father | |
You' re just unemployed | |
Dancing on the weekends | |
Oh, you know you own those sequins | |
Kissing all the boys | |
But was it you | |
When the sky turned blue | |
When we said | |
We wouldn' t sleep | |
Until our memories rewind | |
You say you are an artist | |
But you know it' s just another | |
Way to fit the mold | |
Twenty different leggings | |
For that outfit you' re perfecting | |
When it gets too cold | |
But where are you | |
The other one of you | |
The one I met | |
On that day | |
You moved to town from Michigan | |
So why did you listen | |
To the kids at Union Pool? | |
Are they cool? | |
Do they make you think | |
That you' re so unsuitable | |
So why do you try | |
To fit this caricature | |
The one you painted | |
Back in high school | |
Of that girl you dreamt to be when you left home | |
Nursing that hangover | |
With a cup of coffee | |
You can see me | |
Walking by | |
Turn your head away | |
Cause you had nothing | |
Left to say | |
So you don' t even try | |
But someday, maybe | |
We' ll just get away | |
And you will say | |
This was just | |
Another phase in your life | |
Straightening your collar | |
' Cause you know without your father | |
You' re just unemployed | |
Dancing on the weekends | |
Oh, you know you own those sequins | |
Kissing all the boys | |
You say you are an artist | |
But you know it' s just another | |
Way to fit the mold | |
Twenty different leggings | |
For that outfit you' re perfecting | |
When it gets too cold | |
So why did you listen | |
To the kids at Union Pool | |
Are they cool? | |
Do they make you think | |
That you' re so unsuitable | |
So why do you try | |
To fit this caricature | |
The one you painted | |
Back in high school | |
Of that girl you dreamt to be when you left home |