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[Flash 9 is required to listen to audio.]

Okay, I Believe You, But My Tommy Gun Don’t | Brand New

I am heaven sent, don’t you dare forget. I am all you’ve ever wanted, what all the other boys all promised, sorry I told, I just needed you to know. I think in decimals and dollars, I am the cause to all your problems, shelter from cold. We are never alone. Coordinate brain to mouth, then ask me what it’s like to have myself so figured out. I wish I knew. I hope this song starts a craze, the kind of song that ignites the airwaves, the kind of song that makes people glad to be where they are, with whoever they’re there with. This is war. Every line is about who I don’t wanna write about anymore, I hope you come down with something they can’t diagnose, don’t have the cure for. Holding on to your grudge, oh it’s so hard to have someone to love. And keeping quiet is hard, ‘cause you can’t keep a secret if it never was a secret to start. At least pretend you didn’t want to get caught.

(Source: sellupsellout)

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oh we're so controversial we are entirely smooth we admit to the truth; we are the best at what we do and these are the words you wish you wrote down this is the way you wish your voice sounds handsome and smart three guesses who those lyrics make me think of it then goes Oh my tongue is the only muscle on my body that works harder than my heart ... wouldn't stop if I could Oh it hurts to be this good!

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