We'll Correct Collegiate Mistakes.
A Shower of Formal Ideals.
Completely Soused.
The Hearts On Our Sleeves,
As They Drowned We Could Hear Them Screaming,
"Oh, What a Tragic Way to See Our Final Days."
I Attempt to Talk Up the Town:
"The Answers Are in the Arches of the 20th Century Towers
And in Comfortable Cars in Motion."
And Yet It Still Remains, This Incessent Refrain:
"You're Just Like the Rest. You Restlessness Makes You Lazy."
Keeping Busy Is Just Wasting Time
And I've Wasted What Little He Gave Me.
(All Around) I Know the Conscious Choice Was Crystal Clear,
To Clear the Slate of Former Years:
When I Sang Softly in Your Ear and Tied These Arms Around You.
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We'll Correct Collegiate Mistakes.
A Shower of Formal Ideals.
Completely Soused.
The Hearts On Our Sleeves,
As They Drowned We Could Hear Them Screaming,
"Oh, What a Tragic Way to See Our Final Days."
I Attempt to Talk Up the Town:
"The Answers Are in the Arches of the 20th Century Towers
And in Comfortable Cars in Motion."
And Yet It Still Remains, This Incessent Refrain:
"You're Just Like the Rest. You Restlessness Makes You Lazy."
Keeping Busy Is Just Wasting Time
And I've Wasted What Little He Gave Me.
(All Around) I Know the Conscious Choice Was Crystal Clear,
To Clear the Slate of Former Years:
When I Sang Softly in Your Ear and Tied These Arms Around You.
A Shower of Formal Ideals.
Completely Soused.
The Hearts On Our Sleeves,
As They Drowned We Could Hear Them Screaming,
"Oh, What a Tragic Way to See Our Final Days."
I Attempt to Talk Up the Town:
"The Answers Are in the Arches of the 20th Century Towers
And in Comfortable Cars in Motion."
And Yet It Still Remains, This Incessent Refrain:
"You're Just Like the Rest. You Restlessness Makes You Lazy."
Keeping Busy Is Just Wasting Time
And I've Wasted What Little He Gave Me.
(All Around) I Know the Conscious Choice Was Crystal Clear,
To Clear the Slate of Former Years:
When I Sang Softly in Your Ear and Tied These Arms Around You.