I keep tripping on the soles of my shoes
'Cause humble just looks so good on you
Smile with your teeth, this ain't the time to be shy
The veins beneath my tongue have a tendency to lie
Let's get lost and spend a bus token fortune
Because you've got a heart made in perfect proportions
In a city where nobody speaks
I'll talk to you with lighthouse beams and tin cans and strings
Tins cans and strings and various things
In a city where nobody sleeps
We'll stay awake, sharing skin, sharing smiles and sheets
In these foreign tongued dreams
All my pennies invested in the bottoms of wells
And all my dreams put in stars that fell
You flood my veins with formaldehyde
But I don't really mind living half alive
Living half a lie
In a city where nobody speaks
I'll talk to you with lighthouse beams and tin cans and strings
Tins cans and strings and various things
In a city where nobody sleeps
We'll stay awake, sharing skin, sharing smiles and sheets
In these foreign tongued dreams
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