Song Length |
3:40 |
Genre |
Rock - Indie/Low-Fi, Rock - Alternative |
Tempo |
Medium (111 - 130) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
Language |
English |
Era |
2000 and later |
Lyrics
Thermos
When I look in disguise
It feels like an outline
Soon we'll get it right
We'll blow the words by and smile
I knew right away there was something there between us
I had to hit the defog
But just to make sure I put the lid back on my thermos
Draw your own conclusions
If you pinch me twice I might awake without a fight
If I do not decide, I will try again tonight
I knew there could be something between her ears
She went and used the word implement
But just to make sure I had to ask her what implement meant
Draw your own conclusions
Take off from the roof on top of Whitwell place
Let go at the top of Columbus to see your face