| Death Cab for Cutie: Scientist Studies
What ghosts exist behind thses attic walls? There's got to be a simpler explanation, 'cause I scrimped and I saved just to find that they've been splicing my inventions. Cold skin and bones and this latitude: we ain't payin' until the heat comes through. So you slept in a stocking cap and wool scarf.
Promises of payment were upon your shoulders constantly, but don't forget to entertain 'cause this is your first defense.
A four-year offense to the devoted type. I may have got an invitation but I wasn't invited. But I thought that this meant something more than broken hearts and new addictions. We'll leave our sins within the carpet twine. Our bodies will dissolve the chemicals in due time.