The Year We Fell Behind Songtext
von Craig Finn
The Year We Fell Behind Songtext
Heaven doesn′t settle with the server
The clicks don't always correspond to the numbers on the dial
She′s open to discuss a little further
But there's somethin' insincere inside her smile
We were fightin′ about how I had financed the foundation
I was tryna bring up any other topic
Than how I′m drivin' ′round and droppin' off a certain sort of package
To supplement my thin and dismal prospects
The meds they gave her distant eyes
The windowsills were filled with flies
She didn′t leave the house there for a long time
The storm rolled in so slowly
The destruction became borin'
The story of the year we fell behind
I was a seeker, I was a scout
Was a believer before all the doubt
I don′t blame the city, I blame the deceivers
The lights in the bar rooms can burn through good people
I was a plaything, I was a pawn
I couldn't believe how much they all wanted
So much consumption
They all wanted somethin'
Devil makes his money on the small moves
All at once has never been his style
She said if we could hustle hard enough
I think we′ll probably make it
But there was somethin′ insincere inside her smile
Slidin' to the shortest view, we can maybe take like one or two
It′s later in the game I think you'll find
You start throwin′ into coverage tryna force a low percentage
To make up for the way you fell behind
That's the story of the year we fell behind
That′s the story of the year we fell behind
That's the story of the year we fell behind
The story of the year we fell behind
(Heaven doesn't settle with the server)
That′s the story of the year we fell behind
(The clicks don′t always correspond to the numbers on the dial)
The story of the year we fell behind
(Devil makes his money on the small moves)
That's the story of the year we fell behind
(All at once has never been his style)
The story of the year we fell behind
(Heaven doesn′t settle with the server)
(The clicks don't always correspond to the numbers on the dial)
(Devil makes his money on the small moves)
(All at once has never been his style)
The clicks don't always correspond to the numbers on the dial
She′s open to discuss a little further
But there's somethin' insincere inside her smile
We were fightin′ about how I had financed the foundation
I was tryna bring up any other topic
Than how I′m drivin' ′round and droppin' off a certain sort of package
To supplement my thin and dismal prospects
The meds they gave her distant eyes
The windowsills were filled with flies
She didn′t leave the house there for a long time
The storm rolled in so slowly
The destruction became borin'
The story of the year we fell behind
I was a seeker, I was a scout
Was a believer before all the doubt
I don′t blame the city, I blame the deceivers
The lights in the bar rooms can burn through good people
I was a plaything, I was a pawn
I couldn't believe how much they all wanted
So much consumption
They all wanted somethin'
Devil makes his money on the small moves
All at once has never been his style
She said if we could hustle hard enough
I think we′ll probably make it
But there was somethin′ insincere inside her smile
Slidin' to the shortest view, we can maybe take like one or two
It′s later in the game I think you'll find
You start throwin′ into coverage tryna force a low percentage
To make up for the way you fell behind
That's the story of the year we fell behind
That′s the story of the year we fell behind
That's the story of the year we fell behind
The story of the year we fell behind
(Heaven doesn't settle with the server)
That′s the story of the year we fell behind
(The clicks don′t always correspond to the numbers on the dial)
The story of the year we fell behind
(Devil makes his money on the small moves)
That's the story of the year we fell behind
(All at once has never been his style)
The story of the year we fell behind
(Heaven doesn′t settle with the server)
(The clicks don't always correspond to the numbers on the dial)
(Devil makes his money on the small moves)
(All at once has never been his style)
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