Lyrics and translation Crywank - An Intimate Message
Throwing
caution
to
the
CPU
fan,
J'ai
jeté
la
prudence
aux
oubliettes,
I
gave
you
the
wardrobe
you
asked
for.
Je
t'ai
offert
la
garde-robe
que
tu
as
demandée.
Wide
eyed
you
mortified
me,
Tes
yeux
grands
ouverts
m'ont
mortifié,
Devistatingly
perfect
a
beating
of
sorts.
Une
défaite
parfaite,
une
sorte
de
battement.
If
I
become
nostalgia,
you′ll
always
love
me
more.
Si
je
deviens
nostalgie,
tu
m'aimeras
toujours
plus.
It
snowed
today,
triple
layers
and
mittens,
Il
a
neigé
aujourd'hui,
trois
couches
et
des
mitaines,
Three
inches
on
the
fencepost,
subzero
playlist.
Trois
pouces
sur
le
poteau
de
clôture,
playlist
sous
zéro.
Skirts
lifted
in
the
alcove,
Jupes
relevées
dans
l'alcôve,
Phones
resting
on
the
sides
of
our
heads.
Téléphones
reposant
sur
le
côté
de
nos
têtes.
I
didn't
know
what
irony
meant,
but
I′d
say
it
anyway.
Je
ne
savais
pas
ce
que
voulait
dire
l'ironie,
mais
je
le
disais
quand
même.
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1
Welcome to Castle Irwell
2 Thomas Saunders Gang Chant
3 Harvey Milk Shit on the Table
4 18
5 You Won't Meet a Girl Sat in Your Room Listening to Music (But Some Songs Can Still Give You Butterflies)
6 Pope Alexander
7 Hikikomori
8 An Intimate Message
9 Late Night People Watching
10 Zains, Cam4, Wah Wah and Sirens
2 Thomas Saunders Gang Chant
3 Harvey Milk Shit on the Table
4 18
5 You Won't Meet a Girl Sat in Your Room Listening to Music (But Some Songs Can Still Give You Butterflies)
6 Pope Alexander
7 Hikikomori
8 An Intimate Message
9 Late Night People Watching
10 Zains, Cam4, Wah Wah and Sirens
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