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  • Текст песни Trophy Scars - Apple. Apples.

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    Like the doctors
    We wanted to fix your heart
    Well my baby and I dance in my kitchen
    My baby is like a doctor
    She cures me when I'm sick

    Well... And you all are all the little doctors
    And I'm a doctor
    We're the same
    We're the same

    It's not our fault we're to blame
    It's our songs
    It's your job
    It's the place where we're from

    Some will notice some won't
    Some care but most don't
    We know how it goes
    But we defiantly don't.

    Yeah, and its true
    We're shallow and scared but its cool
    And I know that it's cold
    And its cold all-alone in our houses
    When our houses are houses not homes

    Ask your parents your friends your siblings yourself
    Why we wait so damn long to ask for some help
    My sister Samantha reads books in her room

    While I keep my door is locked when I'm writing for you
    Like my best friends
    You can tell I haven't been myself
    Myself is you as a writer and other writers

    Like a writer you second guess
    Every time you guess
    We keep guessing till our little heart stops
    Then it stops

    And it's in the people you see at work everyday
    It's in the people in the streets
    Or in homes everyday

    It's in my girlfriend on the phone in her bed at night
    It's in your boyfriend in the halls at your school
    Am I right?

    And if we're lucky to have met them and have something to share
    We get so wrapped up in timing
    Location and what's fair

    You love it or you hate it
    And it's somewhat the same
    You're living and dying like everything
    Everyday

    We got problems
    Yeah we got cancer
    We lose our girlfriends
    Our mothers our brothers

    Then we gain some friends and we love them for them
    And we'll be great parents great uncles, cousins
    Our hearts are little clocks screaming â??TICK tock
    Tick tock!â??

    We go tick-tick tick tock
    Yeah we all tick tock tick tock
    An Apple is an apple
    And an apple is the same
    And an apple a day keeps these nightmares away.






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