Letra de Careering

careering. the caesar cut: salvation for receding hairlines
who hid the telegraphs and set their all in trophy cases of the past?
forget the way you kicked my shoes
because i cant sleep at night.
believe me when i tell you that it´s not to late for us to save it all
we´ll hide ourselves in bad reviews and laugh at all our misfortune
precious dreaming
and i know it´s not real to stare to home and wish for better: you´re better
it´s foolish now to hope for sometime more than you to weigh me in
another bad trip´s on our hands and this is surely not the first
paper on a coffee table´s not the kind of stain we´d like to leave
and bleeding´s such an awful mess to find out what you know already
it seems that we´re still sliding to back when we were smiling
and the answer to be given: what if neptune rose?
when you´re seventeen and waiting around. i´ll drive by your house
so how long should it take to guess if i need to see your face
just to take a trip to somewhere after?
well this is my display, this is my cliche
when i´m finally dry of all that inspiration, what´s left
this is my heart and these are my arms
c39´s at sixteen