All Quiet Songtext
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Screw you north dakota you're the neighbor of my least favorite state right now
and I don't care an iota about borders and lines, about north and south
this crowded room, feels empty, makes my head spin around
make me a painting, send some clippings, make this house feel a little more like home
we've got so many ropes and ties
made out of things that aren't our lives
this car's on fire but it might just make it home to you
this car's on fire but there's nothing it would rather do
and I don't care and iota, about maps and signs, about where you're found
i think i've filled up my quota, it makes my feet spin around.
we've got so many ropes and ties
made out of things that aren't our lives
this car's on fire but it might just make it home to you
this car's on fire but there's nothing it would rather do
let's catch a movie, in the suburbs, we'll get high and i can drive your car
if there's a snowstorm, we'll think it's funny, we'll drive for hours and never get that far
we've got so many ropes and ties
made out of things that aren't our lives
this car's on fire but it might just make it home to you
this car's on fire but there's nothing it would rather do
it's all quiet on the northern front
that's how it feels when the sun comes up it's all quiet on the southern front
does it feel different when you're waking up?
(Thanks to hunkir for these lyrics)
and I don't care an iota about borders and lines, about north and south
this crowded room, feels empty, makes my head spin around
make me a painting, send some clippings, make this house feel a little more like home
we've got so many ropes and ties
made out of things that aren't our lives
this car's on fire but it might just make it home to you
this car's on fire but there's nothing it would rather do
and I don't care and iota, about maps and signs, about where you're found
i think i've filled up my quota, it makes my feet spin around.
we've got so many ropes and ties
made out of things that aren't our lives
this car's on fire but it might just make it home to you
this car's on fire but there's nothing it would rather do
let's catch a movie, in the suburbs, we'll get high and i can drive your car
if there's a snowstorm, we'll think it's funny, we'll drive for hours and never get that far
we've got so many ropes and ties
made out of things that aren't our lives
this car's on fire but it might just make it home to you
this car's on fire but there's nothing it would rather do
it's all quiet on the northern front
that's how it feels when the sun comes up it's all quiet on the southern front
does it feel different when you're waking up?
(Thanks to hunkir for these lyrics)
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