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Sangtekst: Trophy Scars. Designed Like Dice (Crickets In Tune).

Statistically sorry For the last album we wrote Babababababababababa Sincerely sorry For missing the notes It was love They were loved And they promised the world Puppy dog tails, kisses and girls Behind my cigarette I'll make my last bet To keep our words wet So the contracts Can be met It's a joke They promised the world They promised the world Promise the kisses, promise the girls And the make mistakes They make mistakes Nothing is sweeter Nothing is sweeter Nothing is sweeter than filling those dreams to the brim With hope, and home Nothing is sweeter than realizing those dreams Are false ideas of love So rewire the mainframe, the contracts that bind us That keep us together Are a joke That's life in a hospital They promised the world They promised the world Puppy dog tails, kisses and girls And the make mistakes They make mistakes Nothing is sweeter Nothing is sweeter Nothing is sweeter than filling those dreams to the brim With hope, and home Nothing is sweeter than realizing those dreams Are false ideas of love So rewire the mainframe, the contracts that bind us That keep us together Are a joke That's life in a hospital Selfishly, selfishly Selfishly, selfish Rewire Your contract You check the pulse It's life in a hospital And I'm out like the winds Dangerously speaking on behalf of the polar bears A chorus of crickets harmonize And they resonate to explode It's up like me, on my knees, they sting like bees Three years and counting waiting for this idea love Selfishly consumed in love Three years and counting waiting for this idea love Love (I buried the box with your name) Love (I buried the box and your name) It's life in a hospital It's love, love, love, love