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Between the trees Suburban streets Unassuming house where we meet No front fences in this state Couldn’t tell you if its the right place Not too careful anymore Here comes the best bit I’ll remember it Painted bedsheets used as a backdrop Here comes the best bit I’ll remember it Take a breath between the sets Sit on the grass even if its wet Warm wine cold hands Our favourite bands We know the words to all their songs Our voices hoarse from screaming along My best your worst My favourite verse Careless and loud Don’t overcrowd Black wire to a common ground Feel very lucky to have found Songtexte Take a breath between the sets Sit on the grass even if its wet Warm wine cold hands Our favourite bands We know the words to all their songs Our voices hoarse from screaming along My best your worst My favourite verse The sun reflects off my pickguard The neighbours peek from their backyard Grass and cement They own you rent I’ll play the theme from Dawson’s Creek Will it be yes or will it be? Your best my worst Your favourite verse Careless and loud At this late hour Aus Songtexte Mania