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Teksty: Beautiful Small Machines. EastSide.

I have a suitcase for my Brightside
It's not a face I throw around
Somehow the sun paid off the shadows in the street
And flexed his muscle on the East Side
The green lights
The B-sides

Take me walking
Nowhere, nowhere
I will see you
Somewhere, somewhere
All of the kids
Are sleeping around
The un-underground
Oh, take me walking now

I keep a pair of shoes under my pillow
I?ll draw the curtains while you work
I'll bring you breakfast and the paper with your tea
And we'll go walking on the East Side
The green lights
The B-sides

Take me walking
Nowhere, nowhere
I will see you
Somewhere, somewhere
All of our friends
Are still laying down
In hungover town
Oh, take me walking now

Sometimes it's nice to hide
When the morning is so slow
But the day is on our side
We got no place to go

Reach up; hear the day make a sound
Touch down; feel your toes on the ground
Make love to your life like a sailor in outta town
Reach up; hear the day make a sound
Touch down; feel your toes on the ground
Make love to your life like a sailor in outta town

All of my heart
Is beating out loud
It's bleeding a sound
It's singing "Take Me Out"

Reach up; hear the day make a sound
Touch down; feel your toes on the ground
Make love to your life like a sailor in outta town
Reach up; hear the day make a sound (I will see you)
Touch down; feel your toes on the ground
Make love to your life like a sailor in outta town (Someday, somewhere)

All of my heart
It's beating out lound
It's bleeding a sound
It's screaming, "Take me out!"
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