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The past is frozen, these lines are openIf you're coming then you're comingJam a couch against the wall and I'm sure (I'm sure)If there's room in yr hearts, there's room on the floorFloors shared and sleeping bags squaredIt was always going to be like thisAre you packing for London?Are you planning on leaving?Won't you throw a last party on the boardwalkOut of season, please!(So whose lips are fit to still kiss?It was always going to be like this)It was always like thisI think we wanted it like thisThe bottles we trusted, we barely dilutedThe past is frozen, these lines are openStay out on the seafront, stake out the oceanShelter in the bandstand abandoned to the seagulls and the spray(Spray lands an inch from our handsIt was always going to be like this)SongtexteI've been sleeping over boardersI am an ungrateful touristI am the record we wroteAnd the record is wearing me out(So whose lips are fit to still kiss?It was always going to be like this)It was always like thisI think we wanted it like thisThe bottles we trusted, we barely dilutedIt will come back to youIt will come back to you in lazy fragmentsAnd tripping laces and moment's noticeIt comes back to you like hanging chords on a heartbeatThe past is frozen, these lines are open Aus Songtexte Mania