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Fall Out Boy
Fall Out Boy


Информация
Откуда Wilmette, Illinois, United States
Жанры Alternative Rock
Pop punk
Emo
Годы 2001—2009
Лейблы Island Records
Fueled by Ramen
Decaydance Records
См. также Blink-182
Panic! at the Disco
Project Rocket
Cobra Starship
Hey Monday
Gym Class Heroes
The Cab
Racetraitor
The Damned Things
Сайт Website
Состав
Patrick Stump
Joe Trohman
Pete Wentz
Andy Hurley
Бывшие участники
T.J.
Mike Pareskuwicz



Тексты песен Fall Out Boy

Текст песни "7 Minutes In Heaven (Atavan Halen)"


I'm sleeping my way out of this one,
With anyone who will lie down.
I'll be stuck fixated on one star,
When the world is crashing down.

I keep telling myself,
I keep telling myself,
I'm not the desperate type,
But you've got me looking through blinds.

I keep telling myself,
I keep telling myself,
I'm not the desperate type.

I'm sitting out dances on the wall.
Trying to forget everything that isn't you.
I'm not going home alone,
'Cause I don't do too well.
Sitting out dances on the wall.
Trying to forget everything that isn't you.
I'm not going home alone,
'Cause I don't do too well on my own.

The only thing worse than not knowing,
Is you thinking that I don't know.
I'm having another episode.
I just need a stronger dose.

I keep telling myself,
I keep telling myself,
I'm not the desperate type,
But you've got me looking through blinds.

I keep telling myself,
I keep telling myself,
I'm not the desperate type.

I'm sitting out dances on the wall.
Trying to forget everything that isn't you.
I'm not going home alone,
'Cause I don't do too well.
Sitting out dances on the wall.
Trying to forget everything that isn't you.
I'm not going home alone,
'Cause I don't do too well on my own.

Nadada.
Nadada.
Nadadada.
Nadada.
Nadada.
Nadadada.
Nadada.
Nadada.
Nadadada.
Dododo.
Dododo.

Nadada.
Nadada.
Nadadada.
Nadada.
Nadada.
Nadadada.
Nadada.
Nadada.
Nadadada.
Dododo.
Dododo.

I keep telling myself,
I keep telling myself,
I'm not the desperate type,
But you've got me looking through blinds.

I keep telling myself,
I keep telling myself,
I'm not the desperate type.

I'm sitting out dances on the wall.
Trying to forget everything that isn't you.
I'm not going home alone,
'Cause I don't do too well on my own

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