Sunsets On The Sidenotes Testo

and when i wake up with bad moods running down my spine, the cinematic part inside of me, it blushes and withdrawals. so if i vent, don't question artifacts inside my head; they don't let go. so when the sun sets on sidenotes, i'll look away for good. if we get through.
can we calm this down? we're getting angry. and when my ears don't burn, i burn bright red. your eyes tell this story better than i could if i had years to write it down.
and when the phone rings with sadness, i'll brush aside the tones and leave our color-coded message for you, when i'm sure no one's home. it's these distractions that get me through a day without despair; i can't let go, so on tonight's drive into the city we'll wrestle our resolve.
if we get through. if we get through this wait, i will clown around again.
if we get through this wait, i will buy myself a key to something.
and can we calm this down? we're still angry. and when my ears don't burn, i burn bright red. your eyes tell this story better than i could if i had years to write it down. and i live to write the opera that crushes all those words you spoke in my defense. and when i say i'm playing kid's games, just look into my eyes and you will see.