Formula 歌词
Formula - Little Comets
Wakeful aching early mornings
Price the desperation from your hands
Leaning out of bedroom windows
Books and hooks we steal from last night's bands
Take a girl's name for the chorus
Repetition and repetition
Write it on a piece of paper
Add some words that I don't understand
Just drinking formula
Every think is wasted
We're drinking formula
Every think is wasted
Seven years
Seven years of implication
Debonair
Critically self-effacing
Unaware of hours we've wasted
Far from here
Soluble from weeks spent
Drinking formula
Every think is wasted
We're drinking formula
Every think is wasted
Cold and clear
Sentiment is spent
It's closure
I'm a tear
Rolling down
An endless cheek
A metaphor
I'll disregard
With total mercy
Seven years of implication
Debonair
Self-effacing
Unaware of hours we've wasted
Far from here
Soluble from weeks spent
Drinking formula
Every think is wasted
We're drinking formula
Every think is wasted