The Harlem Shakes - Old Flames [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

You wake wide-eyed and dumb your hopes they tick your feelings hum
They've got you by the thumbs, skin swells like summer plums
Alone, sixteen, and stoned; CD's so true, they sag your bones
How does he know how it goes, Isn't he from Belleville
Well I'll be from Belleville too

How you spied on the grown and heard their secret singing
In the church, in the bed
All alone all unknown you'd shake the devil's hand to
See if your skinned turned red

If your skin's too thin to know about it (Ahhh AHHH ah ahhhhh)
Yeah we're all too young to know about it (Ahhh AHHH ah ahhhhh)
Gotta sing your sings and go about it (Ahhh AHHH ah ahhhhh)

You trek dazzled through dust you feel your feelings start to rust
And no one even cares, that you don't even care
Sleep-addled sun-drunk you'd trade experience for some luck
And that for heat from an old flame, that you lost like a baby tooth

Now you're grown, all alone, you do your secret singing
In some bars, in a bed
All alone all unknown you'd shake the devil's hand to
See if he turned you dead

If your skin's too thin to know about it (Ahhh AHHH ah ahhhhh)
Yeah we're all too young to know about it (Ahhh AHHH ah ahhhhh)
Gotta sing your sings and go about it (Ahhh AHHH ah ahhhhh)


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