Tekstovi: Fireworks. Gospel. Teeth.
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Today I waited, I waited in line to have my tooth removed
By a student, a student three years into dental school
They must have left some, left some chemicals in my gums
Cause from time to time, from time to time my head still feels numb
On the way, I passed the room where we sat
With the window view behind you
That I pretended to be staring through
When I was really looking at you
When I was really looking at you
Like a dandelion, a dandelion turns from yellow to white
I felt it coming like a subway wind that blew you into flight
Trade winds, like me try their very best
But you still floated from east to west
Now you're a planted seed in a field by the sea
But you're still growing next to me
Yeah, you're still growing next to me
It's just the way we from Michigan tend to speak
Our S's long as the rope I bent down and tied around my own feet
I won't sink too deep
On the way, I passed the room where we sat
With the window view behind you
That I pretended to be staring through
When I was really looking at you
When I was really looking at you
Yeah, I was really looking at you
Today I waited, I waited in line to have my tooth removed
By a student, a student three years into dental school
They must have left some, left some chemicals in my gums
Cause from time to time, from time to time my head still feels numb
On the way, I passed the room where we sat
With the window view behind you
That I pretended to be staring through
When I was really looking at you
When I was really looking at you
Like a dandelion, a dandelion turns from yellow to white
I felt it coming like a subway wind that blew you into flight
Trade winds, like me try their very best
But you still floated from east to west
Now you're a planted seed in a field by the sea
But you're still growing next to me
Yeah, you're still growing next to me
It's just the way we from Michigan tend to speak
Our S's long as the rope I bent down and tied around my own feet
I won't sink too deep
On the way, I passed the room where we sat
With the window view behind you
That I pretended to be staring through
When I was really looking at you
When I was really looking at you
Yeah, I was really looking at you
Fireworks
Gospel