Sondre Lerche - Serenading In The Trenches
Thought I saw you at the finish
line and you were burning a flag
and you were biding your time
Thought I saw you at the finish
line and you were burning a flag
and you were biding your time
and you were biding your time
and you were biding your time
and you were
Tripped on my compass as I
fled on foot
Shed all my luggage
all your fuck-me-boots
Cute as a button
on a wounded high horse
Sink into the quicksand
of desire and remorse
Pissed off and juiced up
with my back to the wall
Blindfolded
eager to give into the fall
Stripped of the structures
that boggled my mind
Sink into the quicksand
making up for lost time
Serenading in the trenches
Do you wanna pretend we're dead
Serenading in the trenches
Do you wanna make love instead
Cute-ass casualties
clueless come-ons
Our aborted mission
our self-indulgence
Bled out from paper cuts
all over the news
Softened the bruises
with a one-sided truce
Stripped of our passions
in a lukewarm embrace
Sink into the quicksand
of stale dignity and grace
Keep it up keep on
try keeping up with myself
Old ideas splinters
put that shit on the shelf
Slumbering limbo
laurels resting on me
Sink into the quicksand
of a ruthless memory
Serenading in the trenches
Do you wanna pretend we're dead
Serenading in the trenches
Do you wanna make love instead
Cute-ass casualties uh
clueless come-ons
Our aborted mission
our self-indulgence
Thought I saw you at the finish
line and you were burning a flag
and you were biding your time
Thought I saw you at the finish
line and you were burning a flag
and you were biding your time
Thought I saw you at the finish
line and you were burning a flag
and you were biding your time
and you were biding your time
and you were biding your time
and you were biding your time
biding your time
biding your time
biding your time
Serenading in the trenches
Do you wanna pretend we're dead
Serenading in the trenches
Do you wanna make love instead
Cute-ass casualties
Our aborted mission
our self-indulgence
Serenading in the trenches
and you were biding your time
and you were biding your time
Serenading in the trenches
and you were biding your time
and you were biding your time
Cute-ass casualties
clueless come-ons
and you were biding your time
and you were biding your time
and you were biding your time
and you were
Serenading in the trenches
Serenading in the trenches
Cute-ass casualties
clueless come-ons
I know what's up my time is up
I know what's up my time is up
Serenading in the trenches
trenches trenches trenches
trenches trenches trenches
trenches trenches trenches
line and you were burning a flag
and you were biding your time
Thought I saw you at the finish
line and you were burning a flag
and you were biding your time
and you were biding your time
and you were biding your time
and you were
Tripped on my compass as I
fled on foot
Shed all my luggage
all your fuck-me-boots
Cute as a button
on a wounded high horse
Sink into the quicksand
of desire and remorse
Pissed off and juiced up
with my back to the wall
Blindfolded
eager to give into the fall
Stripped of the structures
that boggled my mind
Sink into the quicksand
making up for lost time
Serenading in the trenches
Do you wanna pretend we're dead
Serenading in the trenches
Do you wanna make love instead
Cute-ass casualties
clueless come-ons
Our aborted mission
our self-indulgence
Bled out from paper cuts
all over the news
Softened the bruises
with a one-sided truce
Stripped of our passions
in a lukewarm embrace
Sink into the quicksand
of stale dignity and grace
Keep it up keep on
try keeping up with myself
Old ideas splinters
put that shit on the shelf
Slumbering limbo
laurels resting on me
Sink into the quicksand
of a ruthless memory
Serenading in the trenches
Do you wanna pretend we're dead
Serenading in the trenches
Do you wanna make love instead
Cute-ass casualties uh
clueless come-ons
Our aborted mission
our self-indulgence
Thought I saw you at the finish
line and you were burning a flag
and you were biding your time
Thought I saw you at the finish
line and you were burning a flag
and you were biding your time
Thought I saw you at the finish
line and you were burning a flag
and you were biding your time
and you were biding your time
and you were biding your time
and you were biding your time
biding your time
biding your time
biding your time
Serenading in the trenches
Do you wanna pretend we're dead
Serenading in the trenches
Do you wanna make love instead
Cute-ass casualties
Our aborted mission
our self-indulgence
Serenading in the trenches
and you were biding your time
and you were biding your time
Serenading in the trenches
and you were biding your time
and you were biding your time
Cute-ass casualties
clueless come-ons
and you were biding your time
and you were biding your time
and you were biding your time
and you were
Serenading in the trenches
Serenading in the trenches
Cute-ass casualties
clueless come-ons
I know what's up my time is up
I know what's up my time is up
Serenading in the trenches
trenches trenches trenches
trenches trenches trenches
trenches trenches trenches
Thought I saw you at the finish
line and you were burning a flag
and you were biding your time
Thought I saw you at the finish
line and you were burning a flag
and you were biding your time
and you were biding your time
and you were biding your time
and you were
Tripped on my compass as I
fled on foot
Shed all my luggage
all your fuck-me-boots
Cute as a button
on a wounded high horse
Sink into the quicksand
of desire and remorse
Pissed off and juiced up
with my back to the wall
Blindfolded
eager to give into the fall
Stripped of the structures
that boggled my mind
Sink into the quicksand
making up for lost time
Serenading in the trenches
Do you wanna pretend we're dead
Serenading in the trenches
Do you wanna make love instead
Cute-ass casualties
clueless come-ons
Our aborted mission
our self-indulgence
Bled out from paper cuts
all over the news
Softened the bruises
with a one-sided truce
Stripped of our passions
in a lukewarm embrace
Sink into the quicksand
of stale dignity and grace
Keep it up keep on
try keeping up with myself
Old ideas splinters
put that shit on the shelf
Slumbering limbo
laurels resting on me
Sink into the quicksand
of a ruthless memory
Serenading in the trenches
Do you wanna pretend we're dead
Serenading in the trenches
Do you wanna make love instead
Cute-ass casualties uh
clueless come-ons
Our aborted mission
our self-indulgence
Thought I saw you at the finish
line and you were burning a flag
and you were biding your time
Thought I saw you at the finish
line and you were burning a flag
and you were biding your time
Thought I saw you at the finish
line and you were burning a flag
and you were biding your time
and you were biding your time
and you were biding your time
and you were biding your time
biding your time
biding your time
biding your time
Serenading in the trenches
Do you wanna pretend we're dead
Serenading in the trenches
Do you wanna make love instead
Cute-ass casualties
Our aborted mission
our self-indulgence
Serenading in the trenches
and you were biding your time
and you were biding your time
Serenading in the trenches
and you were biding your time
and you were biding your time
Cute-ass casualties
clueless come-ons
and you were biding your time
and you were biding your time
and you were biding your time
and you were
Serenading in the trenches
Serenading in the trenches
Cute-ass casualties
clueless come-ons
I know what's up my time is up
I know what's up my time is up
Serenading in the trenches
trenches trenches trenches
trenches trenches trenches
trenches trenches trenches
line and you were burning a flag
and you were biding your time
Thought I saw you at the finish
line and you were burning a flag
and you were biding your time
and you were biding your time
and you were biding your time
and you were
Tripped on my compass as I
fled on foot
Shed all my luggage
all your fuck-me-boots
Cute as a button
on a wounded high horse
Sink into the quicksand
of desire and remorse
Pissed off and juiced up
with my back to the wall
Blindfolded
eager to give into the fall
Stripped of the structures
that boggled my mind
Sink into the quicksand
making up for lost time
Serenading in the trenches
Do you wanna pretend we're dead
Serenading in the trenches
Do you wanna make love instead
Cute-ass casualties
clueless come-ons
Our aborted mission
our self-indulgence
Bled out from paper cuts
all over the news
Softened the bruises
with a one-sided truce
Stripped of our passions
in a lukewarm embrace
Sink into the quicksand
of stale dignity and grace
Keep it up keep on
try keeping up with myself
Old ideas splinters
put that shit on the shelf
Slumbering limbo
laurels resting on me
Sink into the quicksand
of a ruthless memory
Serenading in the trenches
Do you wanna pretend we're dead
Serenading in the trenches
Do you wanna make love instead
Cute-ass casualties uh
clueless come-ons
Our aborted mission
our self-indulgence
Thought I saw you at the finish
line and you were burning a flag
and you were biding your time
Thought I saw you at the finish
line and you were burning a flag
and you were biding your time
Thought I saw you at the finish
line and you were burning a flag
and you were biding your time
and you were biding your time
and you were biding your time
and you were biding your time
biding your time
biding your time
biding your time
Serenading in the trenches
Do you wanna pretend we're dead
Serenading in the trenches
Do you wanna make love instead
Cute-ass casualties
Our aborted mission
our self-indulgence
Serenading in the trenches
and you were biding your time
and you were biding your time
Serenading in the trenches
and you were biding your time
and you were biding your time
Cute-ass casualties
clueless come-ons
and you were biding your time
and you were biding your time
and you were biding your time
and you were
Serenading in the trenches
Serenading in the trenches
Cute-ass casualties
clueless come-ons
I know what's up my time is up
I know what's up my time is up
Serenading in the trenches
trenches trenches trenches
trenches trenches trenches
trenches trenches trenches
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