Metric - Gimme Sympathy | Текст песни

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• Gimme Sympathy

Get hot...
Get too close to the flame.
Wild, open space
Talk like an open book...
Sign me up...
Got no time to take a picture
I'll remember someday
All the chances we took...

We're so close to something better left unknown...
We're so close to something better left unknown...

I can feel it in my bones...
Gimme sympathy
After all this is gone
Who would you rather be?
"The Beatles" or "The Rolling Stones"?
Oh, seriously...
You're going to make mistakes you're young
Come on baby, play me something
Like "Here Comes the Sun"...
Come on baby, play me something
Like "Here Comes the Sun"...

Don't go...
Stay with the all unknown,
Stay away from the hooks.
All the chances we took...

We're so close to something better left unknown...
We're so close to something better left unknown...

I can feel it in my bones...
Gimme sympathy
After all this is gone
Who would you rather be?
"The Beatles" or The "Rolling Stones"?
Oh, seriously...
You're going to make mistakes you're young
Come on baby, play me something
Like "Here Comes the Sun"...

Gimme sympathy
After all this is gone
Who would you rather be?
"The Beatles" or The "Rolling Stones"?
Oh, seriously...
You're going to make mistakes you're young
Come on baby, play me something
Like "Here Comes the Sun"...
Come on baby, play me something
Like "Here Comes the Sun"...