15 Minutes Songtext
von The Strokes
15 Minutes Songtext
It was all just a dream, oh no
I wish it was real
All my pets, they were there and they smiled
Take a shit, it was fine
Everybody′s so inviting
They've got it in for me, I know
It′s not that I don't really love you
It's just that I don′t really know
The hateful things you think you want to say
Time will turn them into jokes, yeah
Yes, it was all just a dream, oh no
Was it real, I don′t know
I hope so
Here we go, can I play, can I watch?
He would like one more night in your life
I saw worlds, they don't stop, they′re like us
They go fast like a sun that's been shot
Everybody at the party
Shouldn′t worry if I'm there
Everybody at the party
Shouldn′t wear what they wear
'Cause today they'll talk about us
And tomorrow they won′t care
This whole life, is it a dream?
I can′t tell
I got up, then I waved
Then I fell
I recall, you were all there with me
Overjoyed and at peace
First time around, second took so long
Third time's a charm, circle of fourths
Five days to rehearse, six to make it work
Seven notes in a scale, eight in some countries
Nine in fancy keys, ten years we′ve been friends
Eleven seconds to hell, and of course, twelve major chords
I wish it was real
All my pets, they were there and they smiled
Take a shit, it was fine
Everybody′s so inviting
They've got it in for me, I know
It′s not that I don't really love you
It's just that I don′t really know
The hateful things you think you want to say
Time will turn them into jokes, yeah
Yes, it was all just a dream, oh no
Was it real, I don′t know
I hope so
Here we go, can I play, can I watch?
He would like one more night in your life
I saw worlds, they don't stop, they′re like us
They go fast like a sun that's been shot
Everybody at the party
Shouldn′t worry if I'm there
Everybody at the party
Shouldn′t wear what they wear
'Cause today they'll talk about us
And tomorrow they won′t care
This whole life, is it a dream?
I can′t tell
I got up, then I waved
Then I fell
I recall, you were all there with me
Overjoyed and at peace
First time around, second took so long
Third time's a charm, circle of fourths
Five days to rehearse, six to make it work
Seven notes in a scale, eight in some countries
Nine in fancy keys, ten years we′ve been friends
Eleven seconds to hell, and of course, twelve major chords
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