34.Tell Everyone We're Dead
Lyricist：Daniel John Didier, Jason Gnewikow, Scott Michael Schoenbeck,
David Von Bohlen
Caught without people or drink
I don't know what else to think
But I'm going to grow wings and sing
'Amen, I'm checking out'
So withdrawing within the drawing room
Drawing you and remember my memory was a mess
When we'd undress near the dresser together
And you'd take me apart
But then I'd say, 'Storms are born
Really far away somewhere west of LA'
Where birds have kids like crazy
Seagulls and turtledoves
And remember we'd tell everyone to tell everyone we're dead
And right now sugar and water will put me down
That's all right, I know
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