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Rooftops

de The Smith Street Band

I wash my face in dirty water
As our lives go in and out of order
Sometimes your hands feel unfamiliar
On the back of my neck
And I do not care for this time travel
As we unwind and we unravel
On a couple hundred square foot capsule
That neither of us respect

Said your mother didn't make mistakes
‘Til she left your dad and raised the stakes
On the nervous jitters your heart makes
When you're changing t-shirts, changing lanes, and

I have fallen out of love with people
I have fallen out of love with people
I have fallen out of love
I have fallen out, I have fallen out

And there’s a dumb God in the distance
There’s a dump truck in our souls
We ask for nothing, it makes no difference
We grow up just to get old
And there are secrets beyond train lines
Fitter future, nostalgia weaponised
To buy a life we can’t afford
We lose young minds in culture wars

And I was never one to cut the brakes
I was never keen on raising stakes
And I get nervous catching planes
Always swapping t-shirts, changing lanes, and

I have fallen out of love with people
I have fallen out of love with people
I have fallen out of love
I have fallen out, I have fallen out

I have fallen out of love with people
I have fallen out of love with people
I have fallen out of love
I have fallen out, I have fallen out
I have fallen out of love with people
I have fallen out of love with people
I have fallen out of love
I have fallen out, I have fallen out

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