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sábado, 7 de novembro de 2020

The National - Murder Me Rachael


I saw my love with pretty boy
I saw my love with pretty boy

Murder me Rachael I made a mistake
I loved her to ribbons
Loved her to ribbons
Murder me Rachael I made a mistake
Murder me Rachael
Murder me Rachael

I saw my love with pretty boy
I saw my love with pretty boy
So say goodbye to pretty boy
Just say goodbye to pretty boy

Her pretty little ribbons
Her pretty little name
Sew it in my skin
Never go away
Her pretty little ribbons
Her pretty little name
Sew it in my skin
Never go away

I saw my love with pretty boy
I saw my love with pretty boy
So say goodbye to pretty boy
Just say goodbye to pretty boy
Tomorrow won't be pretty
Tomorrow won't be pretty

Love her to ribbons
Love her to ribbons
Love her to ribbons
Love her to ribbons
Love her to ribbons

domingo, 13 de janeiro de 2019

The National - 90-Mile Water Wall



Well I know that you know
That you've become the target of this hand
With never even asking
Well I know that you know
That you're the only thing that I can stand

So how could your hair
Have the nerve to dance around like that, blowing
And how could the air
Have the nerve to blow your hair around like that

I'm waiting for a 90-mile water wall
To take me out of your view
I'm looking for a trap door trigger
To drop me out of your view

Yes I'm listening I'm listening
I can tell that you are serious
Your looking for that hurt look around my mouth
The look of a steep fall
Yeah that's how Hersey put it

So you can make another claim
Well go ahead and make it
So you can make another claim
Well go ahead and make it

I'm just waiting for a 90-mile water wall
To take me out of your view
I'm praying for a trap door trigger

I'm just waiting for a 90-mile water wall
To take me out of your view
I'm praying for a trap door trigger

Yes I'm listening
I can tell you're serious

quarta-feira, 11 de dezembro de 2013

The National - Patterns Of Fairytales



Tonight there isn't any light under your door
I guess you must be somewhere breathing
Where skin and everything still know what they are for
And blood remembers where to go

I fell in love with you no matter what you say
But you were right about the reasons
To turn a magdeline into the month of May
I shoulda known the magdeline was me

So I'm turning on the stereo
And I'm lining up the names
On the mixes I made before you
And I'm turning into fairytales
With glitter and some glue
Everything we ever planned to ever do

Tonight there isn't any light under your door
I guess you must be somewhere breathing
In patterns unfamiliar to the one you're underneath
I pinned those patterns in my coat

So I'm turning on the stereo
And I'm turning into fairytales
Yes I'm turning on the stereo
And I'm turning into you

terça-feira, 12 de julho de 2011

The National - Available



Did you clean yourself
For me last night
Put the water out and donned a marigold
In your hair to bring me here
And tie one on you

Did you dress me down and liquor me up
To make me last for the minute
When the red comes over you
Like it does when you're filled with love
Or whatever you call it

Do you feel alone when I'm in my head
While you wait for me
To take my breath
Do you still feel clean
When the only dirt is the dirt I left
How can you blame yourself
When I did everything I wanted to

You just made yourself available
You just made yourself available

Why did you dress me down
Why did you dress me down
Why did you dress me down
Why did you dress me down
And liquor me up
And liquor me up