The New Amsterdams All our Vice / Clandestine Letras:
It's a clandestine arrangement that we never could
get to stick. Every night under the table with the
sick and the fits. Never cast as the romantic lead
but somehow on our feet. We're just waiting to be
received and the whole scene sighs relief. Somehow
everyone functions with a barely visible scar.
Never know the length we'd go was so far, so far.
Some nights I see the sun come up but don't
remember where it went down. A realist whose time
has come, it feels like I'm the only one.
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Obstacles to overcome, now I don't trust anyone.
So, here's to all our vice and our secret double
life. I'll sleep with one eye open and maybe
you'll save my life. Another cool assed show under
the table on the ground. Keep the floorshow up to
sound and the light show up to specs. If we drown
until we're exhausted it's what nobody expects.
Nothing left to lose. Everything to prove. Nothing
we can't do. Not anything for you. The words were
written wrong. My life imitates your songs. On and
on and on. Here's to all our vice and our secret
double life. I'll sleep with one eye open, maybe
you'll save my life.
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