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The Death Cab For Cutie Forbidden Love EP

by Death Cab for Cutie

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Photobooth 03:46
I remember when the days were long and the nights when the living room was on the lawn. Constant quarreling the childish fits and our clothes in a pile on the ottoman. All the slander and double speak were only foolish attempts to show you did not mean, anything but the blatant proof was your lips touching mine in the photobooth. And as the summers ending the cold air rush your hard heart away. You were so condescending, and this is all that's left scraping paper to document. I've packed a change of clothes and it's time to move on. Cup your mouth to compress the sound, skinny dipping with the kids from a nearby town. And everything that I said was true as the flashes blinded us in the photobooth. Well I lost track when those words were said, you took the wheel and you steered us into my bed, and soon we woke and I walked you home and it was pretty clear that is was hardly love. And as the summers ending, the cold air will rush your hard heart away. You were so condescending, and this is all that's left scraping paper to document. I've packed a change of clothes and it's time to move on. And as the summers ending, the cold air will rush your hard heart away. You were so condescending, as the alcohol drained the days. And as the summers ending, the cold air will rush your hard heart away. You were so condescending. And this is all that's left, The empty bottles spent cigarettes so pack a change of clothes 'cause its time to move on.
2.
Technicolor girls are always on the phone, Talking about their homes, And the conversations continue endlessly. Technicolor boys, transistor radios, Blasting their treble tones, And the arguments are disputed after school, In the parking lot as the teachers bend the rules. Patiently you waited for a courting boy's embrace, Then everyone would know. But the letter jacket wasn't yours to own, And it proves to be on a temporary loan. And as they all grow older, the truth will be Understood, Cause we never turn out the way we thought we would.
3.
Photographs of the best time you had, Windows smudged by the speed. Leaving home with our bags from Iron Street, As morning turned into California, And smoke trailed from the butt of my cigarette. Our glass house it threw rocks at all those it past. Waking up to the sound of 5 A.M. to take my turn at the wheel. Climbed up Shasta, oh how the engine ached As the sun tortured California, And old alleys turned deep at the heart of me. Murals of heroes defacing the blank concrete. Vision tunneled, Mission Street, hunger beat Lodged out as the engine wheezed. Still moving regardless of stable ground And this stable ground. Photographs of the best time you had, Windows smudged by the speed. Leaving home with our bags from Iron street As morning turned into California.
4.
I took the 405 and drilled a stake down into your center And stated that it's never ever been better than this I hung my favorite shirt on the floorboard, wrinkled up from pulling pushing and tasting You keep twisting the truth That keeps me thrown askew Misguided by the 405 cause it lead me to an alcoholic summer I missed the exit to your parents' house hours ago Red wine and the cigarettes Hide your bad habits underneath the patio
5.
Synapse to Synapse, the possibility's thin I'm dressed up for free drinks And family greetings on your wedding Your wedding Your wedding date The figures in plastic On the wedding cake That I took Were so real And I kept a distance The complications cloud The postcards and blips through fiberoptics As the girls with the pigtails Were running from little boys wearing bowties Their parent bought them I'll catch you this time Crashing through the parlor doors What was your first reaction? Screaming, drunk, disorderly I'll tell you mine You were the one But I can't spit it out When the date's been set The white routine to be ingested inaccurately Synapse to Synapse The sneaky kids had attached beer cans To the bumper so they could drive Up and down the main drag People would turn to see Who's making the racket It's not the first time When they lay down The fish will swim upstream And I'll contest but they won't listen When the casualty rate's near 100% Tnd there isn't a pension for second best Or for hardly moving

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released October 24, 2000

death cab for cutie is benjamin gibbard, nicholas harmer, michael schorr, and christopher walla.

nathan good played drums on kelly huckaby.

all songs by ben gibbard (c) 2000 fake songs (bmi).
produced by chris walla.
photo by nicholas harmer.

photobooth and technicolor girls were recorded at the hall of justice, september 2000. kelly huckaby was recorded by wes weresch and chris at uptone studio, january 2000. 405 was recorded by ben on 4-track, july 1998. epilogue was recorded at the hall of justice during most of 1999.

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Death Cab for Cutie Seattle, Washington

Death Cab for Cutie is an American alternative rock band formed in Bellingham, Washington in 1997. The band is composed of Ben Gibbard, Nick Harmer, Jason McGerr, Dave Depper, and Zac Rae. They have been nominated for eight Grammy Awards. The band’s tenth studio album ‘Asphalt Meadows’ is out now. ... more

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