Songtexte I Feel Safe with You, Trash - of Montreal
                                                Disembodied 
                                                host, 
                                                I'll 
                                                wake 
                                                up 
                                                Goldenbraid
 
                                    
                                
                                                Electricity 
                                                lies 
                                                about 
                                                    a 
                                                lot
 
                                    
                                
                                                Slogans 
                                                are 
                                                cool 
                                                but 
                                                    I 
                                                hate 
                                                rules
 
                                    
                                
                                                Protest 
                                                anthems 
                                                are 
                                                novelty 
                                                songs
 
                                    
                                
                                                Things 
                                                would 
                                                be 
                                                different 
                                                if 
                                                he 
                                                didn't 
                                                do 
                                                acid 
                                                with 
                                                Caroline
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                run 
                                                with 
                                                    a 
                                                coterie 
                                                of 
                                                trash, 
                                                    I 
                                                prefer 
                                                the 
                                                company 
                                                of 
                                                trash
 
                                    
                                
                                                All 
                                                polars 
                                                on 
                                                bi 
                                                'cause 
                                                I'm 
                                                    a 
                                                gemini
 
                                    
                                
                                                Unreality 
                                                show, 
                                                when 
                                                screaming 
                                                    I 
                                                see 
                                                numbers
 
                                    
                                
                                                Memory's 
                                                    a 
                                                robot 
                                                aporia, 
                                                not 
                                                to 
                                                misery 
                                                engage
 
                                    
                                
                                                Rat 
                                                clap 
                                                to 
                                                pyramid 
                                                nudes, 
                                                time 
                                                is 
                                                made 
                                                of 
                                                plastic 
                                                it 
                                                used 
                                                to 
                                                be 
                                                glass 
                                                so
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                hang 
                                                with 
                                                    a 
                                                coterie 
                                                of 
                                                trash, 
                                                    I 
                                                prefer 
                                                the 
                                                company 
                                                of 
                                                trash
 
                                    
                                
                                                Nothing 
                                                really 
                                                lasts 
                                                quite 
                                                like 
                                                garbage
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                run 
                                                with 
                                                    a 
                                                coterie 
                                                of 
                                                trash, 
                                                    I 
                                                prefer 
                                                the 
                                                company 
                                                of 
                                                trash
 
                                    
                                
                                                All 
                                                polars 
                                                on 
                                                bi 
                                                'cause 
                                                I'm 
                                                    a 
                                                gemini
 
                                    
                                 
                            1 Carton Aesthesis (o Portão)
2 And We Can Survive Anything If We Fake It
3 Aries Equals Good Trash
4 Queer as Love
5 Now That's What I Call Freewave
6 Japanese Word for Witch
7 This Is Exposed
8 True Beauty Forever
9 Fuckheads Is the Auto-correction
10 Drowner's TeÃrs
11 I Feel Safe with You, Trash
12 Fingerless Gloves
13 Notes of Violate Spectates a Flatter of Male
14 Equatorial Hemorrhage Is a Dead Link
15 Yamagata Forest Flutes
16 Extract the Masculine Germ from Remote Memory
17 Thram Rammaged à Man-mod
18 Kcrraanggaanngg!!
19 Karlheinz Chop up Children
20 So Chill Then (o Portão)
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