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All You Can Ever Learn...
- wykonawca: Ataris, The
First off I Wanna say how angry I am at the stupidity of ppl....
there is at least 10 songs on here that are not Ataris... Gesh....
If you don?t know its Ataris don?t put it here, this is ridiculous...
Is this how it intended?
The sunrise over smokestacks in the Midwest
The beauty of this abandoned factory
Christmas lights blinking on and off all out of time in what used to be
Your pink house dreams of a middle class America
I'm trying to, believe in you, but all these satellites
and shattered dreams are blocking out my view
Please don't forget who you really are
'Cause nothing really matters when we're gone
Fell In love With his Keno Waitress, they honeymooned in Memphis
They were married by the drive-up window
Trailer parks, Neon signs and an empty box of lucky strikes
All used up on the dashboard of America
I'm trying to, believe in you, but this world sold it's faith
for parking lots and drunk sincerity
Please don't forget how small we really are...
Nothing really matters when we're...
You'll be saddened to know, the train tracks you once walked as a young boy
Are now nothing but a graveyard
Please don't forget how small we really are...
Nothing really matters when we're gone....
Nothing Really Matters!
Let's go!
First off I Wanna say how angry I am at the stupidity of ppl....
there is at least 10 songs on here that are not Ataris... Gesh....
If you don?t know its Ataris don?t put it here, this is ridiculous...
Is this how it intended?
The sunrise over smokestacks in the Midwest
The beauty of this abandoned factory
Christmas lights blinking on and off all out of time in what used to be
Your pink house dreams of a middle class America
I'm trying to, believe in you, but all these satellites
and shattered dreams are blocking out my view
Please don't forget who you really are
'Cause nothing really matters when we're gone
Fell In love With his Keno Waitress, they honeymooned in Memphis
They were married by the drive-up window
Trailer parks, Neon signs and an empty box of lucky strikes
All used up on the dashboard of America
I'm trying to, believe in you, but this world sold it's faith
for parking lots and drunk sincerity
Please don't forget how small we really are...
Nothing really matters when we're...
You'll be saddened to know, the train tracks you once walked as a young boy
Are now nothing but a graveyard
Please don't forget how small we really are...
Nothing really matters when we're gone....
Nothing Really Matters!
Let's go!