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Artist: Fall Out Boy Album: Infinity On High Title: The Carpal Tunnel of Love
[Version 1:] We take sour sips From life's lush lips We shake shake shake the hips In relationships Stop by this disaster town You'll put your eyes to the sun and say "I know" You're only blinding to keep back what the clouds are hiding And we might have started singing just a little too soon We're throwing the stones in a glass room
Whoa ah oh it's a miserable story Whoa ah oh far from the genuine becoming
We keep the beat, With your blistered feet We bullet the words at the mockingbirds, singing Slept through the weekend And dream Sinking with the melody of the kiss of eternity Your pulse comes from a pharmacist, saying "how you been"? We might have said goodbyes just a little soon (somehow this disaster town) Our beliefs of kissing beats over this room
Whoa ah oh it's a miserable story Whoa ah oh far from the genuine becoming Whoa ah oh it's a miserable story Whoa ah oh far from the genuine becoming
It was ice cream headaches and sweet avalanche when the pearls in our shells came out to dance This is what you get for abusing sweet love Take off your clothes, it hurts just right Whatever happens I'm okay, Diving into knives don't cut me Think you could find time to call me when you get home? Take your life apart, find yourself with love
Whoa ah oh it's a miserable story Whoa ah oh far from the genuine becoming Whoa ah oh it's a miserable story Whoa ah oh far from the genuine becoming
[Version 2:] We take sour sips From life's lush lips And we shake shake shake the hips In relationships Stop by this disaster town You'll put your eyes to the sun and say "I know" You're only blinding to keep back what the clouds are hiding And we might have started singing just a little soon We're throwing the stones in a glass room
Whoa ah oh we're so miserable and stunning Whoa ah oh lovesongs so genuinely cunning
We keep the beat, With your blistered feet We bullet the words at the mockingbirds, singing Slept through the weekend And dream We're sinking with the melody of the kiss of eternity Got house calls from my pharmacist, saying "how you been"? We might have said goodbyes just a little soon (somehow this disaster town) Our beliefs of kissing beats over this room
Whoa ah oh we're so miserable and stunning Whoa ah oh lovesongs so genuinely cunning Whoa ah oh we're so miserable and stunning Whoa ah oh lovesongs so genuinely cunning
It was ice cream headaches and sweet avalanche When the pearls in our shells came out to dance You call me a bad tipper of the cradle But I We Sharpening the knives of young wives Take two years and call me when you're better Take teardrops of mine, find yourself wetter
Whoa ah oh we're so miserable and stunning Whoa ah oh lovesongs so genuinely cunning Whoa ah oh we're so miserable and stunning Whoa ah oh lovesongs so genuinely cunning
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