Текст песни Fall Out Boy - 27
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We joke with something awfulJust like kisses on the necks of best friends
We're the kids who feel like dead ends
And I want to be known for my hits, not just my misses
I took a shot and didn't even come close
At trust and love and hope
And the poets are just kids who didn't make it
And never had it at all
[Chorus:]
And the record won't stop skipping
And the lies just won't stop slipping
And besides my reputation's on the line
We can fake it for the airwaves
Force our smiles, baby, half dead
From comparing myself to everyone else around me
Please put the doctor on the phone
'cause I'm not making any sense
Blame everyone but me for this mess
And my back has been breaking from this heavy heart
We never seemed so far
I'm hopelessly hopeful you're just hopeless enough
But we never had it at all
[Chorus:]
And the record won't stop skipping
And the lies just won't stop slipping
And besides my reputation's on the line
We can fake it for the airwaves
Force our smiles, baby, half dead
From comparing myself to everyone else around me
У меня есть темная улочка и плохая идея, которая гласит: "Тебе нужно заткнуться" (Летняя песенка)
Мы шутим с чем-то ужасным, типа
Поцелуев взасос с лучшими друзьями.
Мы - ребята, которые чувствуют себя тупиками.
Я хочу быть известным за мои удачи, а не только за промахи,
Я сделал попытку и даже близко не подошел
К доверию, любви и надежде.
А поэты - просто люди, у которых ничего не получилось
И никогда не получалось...
[Припев:]
И пластинка не перестанет проскакивать,
А ложь не перестанет ускользать,
Да еще и моя репутация балансирует на грани.
Мы можем прикинуться для радиоволн,
Вынудить себя улыбаться, детка, полумертвые
От сравнения себя с другими....
Пожалуйста, позовите доктора к телефону,
Потому что я несу полную бессмыслицу.
Вините кого угодно, но не меня, за этот хаос.
Моя спина ломалась от такого тяжелого сердца,
Мы никогда не казались такими далекими.
Я безнадежно надеюсь, что ты потеряла достаточно надежды,
Но у нас никогда не получалось....
[Припев:]
И пластинка не перестанет проскакивать,
А ложь не перестанет ускользать,
Да еще и моя репутация балансирует на грани.
Мы можем прикинуться для радиоволн,
Заставить себя улыбаться, детка, полумертвые
От сравнения себя с другими
Перевод песни
We joke with something awfulJust like kisses on the necks of best friends
We're the kids who feel like dead ends
And I want to be known for my hits, not just my misses
I took a shot and didn't even come close
At trust and love and hope
And the poets are just kids who didn't make it
And never had it at all
[Chorus:]
And the record won't stop skipping
And the lies just won't stop slipping
And besides my reputation's on the line
We can fake it for the airwaves
Force our smiles, baby, half dead
From comparing myself to everyone else around me
Please put the doctor on the phone
'cause I'm not making any sense
Blame everyone but me for this mess
And my back has been breaking from this heavy heart
We never seemed so far
I'm hopelessly hopeful you're just hopeless enough
But we never had it at all
[Chorus:]
And the record won't stop skipping
And the lies just won't stop slipping
And besides my reputation's on the line
We can fake it for the airwaves
Force our smiles, baby, half dead
From comparing myself to everyone else around me
I have a dark street and a bad idea that says: "You need to shut up" (Summer song)
We are joking with something terrible, like
Kissing fucking with best friends.
We are the guys who feel like dead ends.
I want to be famous for my luck, and not just for mistakes,
I tried and didn’t even come close
To trust, love and hope.
And poets are just people who didn’t succeed
And it never worked out ...
[Chorus:]
And the record won't stop slipping
And the lies won't stop slipping away
Yes, and my reputation is balancing on the brink.
We can pretend to be radio waves,
Force yourself to smile, baby, half dead
From comparing yourself to others ....
Please call the doctor on the phone,
Because I bring complete nonsense.
Blame anyone, but not me, for this chaos.
My back was breaking with such a heavy heart
We never seemed so far away.
I hopelessly hope you lost enough hope
But we never succeeded ....
[Chorus:]
And the record won't stop slipping
And the lies won't stop slipping away
Yes, and my reputation is balancing on the brink.
We can pretend to be radio waves,
Make yourself smile baby half dead
From comparing yourself to others