Στοίχοι: The Walkmen. Everyone Who Pretended To Like Me Is Gone. Wake Up.

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Out of station through my radio
nothings on
it's like a joke thats told with out its final line
where's it going
where had it round

I know
I'm trying
I'm trying to wake up
wake up

and I tell by you way too far
looking back I had a casing sentimental suns and shade
would they ever spin around
foward
they're trying
they're trying
and so they do

in the call of a new world
as I climb to the next floor
haven't we
met before
under brighter skies above
above

anyway its fine
we're walking through wind
unfamiliar scenes
we're choking on it
and we're shaking hands with someone we dont know now

wake up
wake up