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Вершы: Julian Casablancas. Phrazes For The Young. 4 Chords of the Apocalypse.

I hear it in your silence,
When you don't speak...
Well what's funny then,
Isn't funny anymore.

I can hear it in your voice,
There's always a catch...
We're going nowhere,
And we're going there fast.

Anything to watch
While we are waiting
For this apocalypse?
What more is there to do?

It's nice to be important
But so close to being despised
It's more important to be nice
Adjusting being wise

I take you shopping
I take you dancing too
I take you out
All the thing you wanna do
And I give you diamonds
And I give you space
So give anyone you want
It's alright with me.

Ohh time is over
Don't you know that
If a time won't
Pause or burn
I'll stay right in my place
Now worry's over!


-nice solo-

I hear it in your silence,
when you don't speak...
There is a quiet,
Quiet,
Rage,
Building inside you, so deep.

I'd give you anything
But I'd give you problems
So give it to anyone you want
It's alright with me.

I hear it in your voice
I see it in your lips
There's always a catch
I guess that's alright with me

When no one's around
Their mouths turns your ear
I get your loneliness
Screaming in my ear.

Ohh time is over
Don't you know that
If a time won't
Pause or burn
I stay right in my place
Your worry's over yeah
No
This worry ain't over yeah

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