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The island's small and desolate the highway's stretched towards nothingness weeds infest our front lawn the picket fence impales the sun that sillohuets on our houses dressed up in aluminum and the softest part of your flesh helps my body injest sleep in the dead of the summer i will pretend that you won't be gone distance dilutes and re-writes and re-writes i will pretend that you won't be gone distance dilutes and re-writes this song the island's small and desolate the highway's stretched towards nothingness the weeds infest our front lawn the picket fence impales the sun that sillohuets on our houses dressed up in aluminum and the softest part of your flesh helps my body injest sleep in the dead of the summer Songtexte i will pretend that you won't be gone distance dilutes and re-writes and re-writes and i will pretend that you won't be gone the distance dilutes and re-writes this song but i keep asking you to tell me what is wrong and you, you just tell me that it's nothing at all but in your helplessness i can see you know i can see the softest part of your flesh helps my body injest sleep in the dead of the summer i will pretend that you won't be gone the distance dilutes re-writes and re-writes and i will pretend that you won't be gone distance dilutes and re-writes and re-writes and i will pretend that you won't be gone (Thanks to cassie for these lyrics) Aus Songtexte Mania