Re: Money
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โฑ๏ธ 5:28 duration
๐ ID: 6023946
๐ Lyrics
Yellow leaves are falling from the trees as the wind blows
And the raindrops rearrange themselves on the windows of your car
Racing fast past the gas station, you're running on 'E'
And you're out of patience and money
Isn't it funny how our biggest barricades are made of paper? Like
We're standing inside the walls of a salt and pepper shaker, I
I find it a little unreal and I feel incarcerated, I'm
I'm living within four walls that someone else created
Blue is the color of an infinite sky, partly covered by clouds
And city structures that stand up to two miles high
You press your shirt for work since you're expected to blend right in
Now you're just waiting for this day to end
Isn't it funny how our biggest barricades are made of paper? Like
Standing inside the walls of a salt and pepper shaker, I
I find it a little unreal and I feel incarcerated, I'm
I'm living within four walls that someone else created
Little boxes on the hillside
Little boxes made of ticky-tacky
Little boxes on the hillside
And they all look just the same
And the people in the houses
All went to the university
Where they were put in boxes
And they came out all the same
Oh, there are doctors and lawyers
And business executives
And they're all made out of ticky-tacky
And they all look just the same, just the same
Red lips and shaven faces pave the roadways to success and respect
You balance you want with what you think is best
What can you afford? How much can you save?
Fuck what you love, how can you get paid?
Stuck like a rock in a hard place
Is there any way out? Is there?
Isn't it funny how our biggest barricades are made of paper? Like
We're standing inside the walls of a salt and pepper shaker, I
I find it a little unreal and I feel incarcerated, I'm
I'm living within four walls that someone else created
And the raindrops rearrange themselves on the windows of your car
Racing fast past the gas station, you're running on 'E'
And you're out of patience and money
Isn't it funny how our biggest barricades are made of paper? Like
We're standing inside the walls of a salt and pepper shaker, I
I find it a little unreal and I feel incarcerated, I'm
I'm living within four walls that someone else created
Blue is the color of an infinite sky, partly covered by clouds
And city structures that stand up to two miles high
You press your shirt for work since you're expected to blend right in
Now you're just waiting for this day to end
Isn't it funny how our biggest barricades are made of paper? Like
Standing inside the walls of a salt and pepper shaker, I
I find it a little unreal and I feel incarcerated, I'm
I'm living within four walls that someone else created
Little boxes on the hillside
Little boxes made of ticky-tacky
Little boxes on the hillside
And they all look just the same
And the people in the houses
All went to the university
Where they were put in boxes
And they came out all the same
Oh, there are doctors and lawyers
And business executives
And they're all made out of ticky-tacky
And they all look just the same, just the same
Red lips and shaven faces pave the roadways to success and respect
You balance you want with what you think is best
What can you afford? How much can you save?
Fuck what you love, how can you get paid?
Stuck like a rock in a hard place
Is there any way out? Is there?
Isn't it funny how our biggest barricades are made of paper? Like
We're standing inside the walls of a salt and pepper shaker, I
I find it a little unreal and I feel incarcerated, I'm
I'm living within four walls that someone else created
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:13.55] Yellow leaves are falling from the trees as the wind blows
[00:23.45] And the raindrops rearrange themselves on the windows of your car
[00:32.45] Racing fast past the gas station, you're running on 'E'
[00:41.55] And you're out of patience and money
[00:50.58] Isn't it funny how our biggest barricades are made of paper? Like
[01:00.52] We're standing inside the walls of a salt and pepper shaker, I
[01:09.52] I find it a little unreal and I feel incarcerated, I'm
[01:19.03] I'm living within four walls that someone else created
[01:36.28] Blue is the color of an infinite sky, partly covered by clouds
[01:47.93] And city structures that stand up to two miles high
[01:56.10] You press your shirt for work since you're expected to blend right in
[02:05.12] Now you're just waiting for this day to end
[02:13.23] Isn't it funny how our biggest barricades are made of paper? Like
[02:25.08] Standing inside the walls of a salt and pepper shaker, I
[02:34.07] I find it a little unreal and I feel incarcerated, I'm
[02:42.15] I'm living within four walls that someone else created
[03:00.29] Little boxes on the hillside
[03:03.83] Little boxes made of ticky-tacky
[03:08.37] Little boxes on the hillside
[03:12.86] And they all look just the same
[03:16.55] And the people in the houses
[03:21.03] All went to the university
[03:25.55] Where they were put in boxes
[03:29.14] And they came out all the same
[03:33.60] Oh, there are doctors and lawyers
[03:37.26] And business executives
[03:41.87] And they're all made out of ticky-tacky
[03:45.41] And they all look just the same, just the same
[03:59.98] Red lips and shaven faces pave the roadways to success and respect
[04:11.65] You balance you want with what you think is best
[04:17.91] What can you afford? How much can you save?
[04:22.43] Fuck what you love, how can you get paid?
[04:27.02] Stuck like a rock in a hard place
[04:31.57] Is there any way out? Is there?
[04:35.19] Isn't it funny how our biggest barricades are made of paper? Like
[04:45.99] We're standing inside the walls of a salt and pepper shaker, I
[04:55.99] I find it a little unreal and I feel incarcerated, I'm
[05:03.12] I'm living within four walls that someone else created
[05:14.83]
[00:23.45] And the raindrops rearrange themselves on the windows of your car
[00:32.45] Racing fast past the gas station, you're running on 'E'
[00:41.55] And you're out of patience and money
[00:50.58] Isn't it funny how our biggest barricades are made of paper? Like
[01:00.52] We're standing inside the walls of a salt and pepper shaker, I
[01:09.52] I find it a little unreal and I feel incarcerated, I'm
[01:19.03] I'm living within four walls that someone else created
[01:36.28] Blue is the color of an infinite sky, partly covered by clouds
[01:47.93] And city structures that stand up to two miles high
[01:56.10] You press your shirt for work since you're expected to blend right in
[02:05.12] Now you're just waiting for this day to end
[02:13.23] Isn't it funny how our biggest barricades are made of paper? Like
[02:25.08] Standing inside the walls of a salt and pepper shaker, I
[02:34.07] I find it a little unreal and I feel incarcerated, I'm
[02:42.15] I'm living within four walls that someone else created
[03:00.29] Little boxes on the hillside
[03:03.83] Little boxes made of ticky-tacky
[03:08.37] Little boxes on the hillside
[03:12.86] And they all look just the same
[03:16.55] And the people in the houses
[03:21.03] All went to the university
[03:25.55] Where they were put in boxes
[03:29.14] And they came out all the same
[03:33.60] Oh, there are doctors and lawyers
[03:37.26] And business executives
[03:41.87] And they're all made out of ticky-tacky
[03:45.41] And they all look just the same, just the same
[03:59.98] Red lips and shaven faces pave the roadways to success and respect
[04:11.65] You balance you want with what you think is best
[04:17.91] What can you afford? How much can you save?
[04:22.43] Fuck what you love, how can you get paid?
[04:27.02] Stuck like a rock in a hard place
[04:31.57] Is there any way out? Is there?
[04:35.19] Isn't it funny how our biggest barricades are made of paper? Like
[04:45.99] We're standing inside the walls of a salt and pepper shaker, I
[04:55.99] I find it a little unreal and I feel incarcerated, I'm
[05:03.12] I'm living within four walls that someone else created
[05:14.83]