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As you promised me that I was more than all the miles combined 00:03
You must have had yourself a change of heart like 00:07
Halfway through the drive 00:10
Because your voice trailed off exactly as you passed my exit sign 00:12
Kept on drivin' straight and left our future to the right 00:16
Now I am stuck between my anger and the blame that I can't face 00:20
And memories are somethin' even smoking weed does not replace 00:24
And I am terrified of weather 'cause I see you when it rains 00:28
Doc told me to travel, but there's COVID on the planes 00:33
And I love Vermont, but it's the season of the sticks 00:37
And I saw your mom, she forgot that I existed 00:41
And it's half my fault, but I just like to play the victim 00:45
I'll drink alcohol 'til my friends come home for Christmas 00:49
And I'll dream each night of some version of you 00:53
That I might not have, but I did not lose 00:58
Now you're tire tracks and one pair of shoes 01:02
And I'm split in half, but that'll have to do 01:06
01:11
So I thought that if I piled something good on all my bad 01:14
That I could cancel out the darkness I inherited from dad 01:18
No, I am no longer funny, 'cause I miss the way you laugh 01:22
You once called me forever, now you still can't call me back 01:26
And I love Vermont, but it's the season of the sticks 01:30
And I saw your mom, she forgot that I existed 01:34
And it's half my fault, but I just like to play the victim 01:38
I'll drink alcohol 'til my friends come home for Christmas 01:42
And I'll dream each night of some version of you 01:46
That I might not have, but I did not lose 01:50
Now you're tire tracks and one pair of shoes 01:54
And I'm split in half, but that'll have to do 01:59
Oh, that'll have to do 02:05
My other half was you 02:09
I hope this pain's just passin' through 02:14
But I doubt it 02:17
And I love Vermont, but it's the season of the sticks 02:19
And I saw your mom, she forgot that I existed 02:23
And it's half my fault, but I just like to play the victim 02:27
I'll drink alcohol 'til my friends come home for Christmas 02:31
And I'll dream each night of some version of you 02:35
That I might not have, but I did not lose 02:39
Now you're tire tracks and one pair of shoes 02:43
And I'm split in half, but that'll have to do 02:47
Have to do 02:52
02:53

Stick Season

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As you promised me that I was more than all the miles combined

You must have had yourself a change of heart like

Halfway through the drive

Because your voice trailed off exactly as you passed my exit sign

Kept on drivin' straight and left our future to the right

Now I am stuck between my anger and the blame that I can't face

And memories are somethin' even smoking weed does not replace

And I am terrified of weather 'cause I see you when it rains

Doc told me to travel, but there's COVID on the planes

And I love Vermont, but it's the season of the sticks

And I saw your mom, she forgot that I existed

And it's half my fault, but I just like to play the victim

I'll drink alcohol 'til my friends come home for Christmas

And I'll dream each night of some version of you

That I might not have, but I did not lose

Now you're tire tracks and one pair of shoes

And I'm split in half, but that'll have to do

...

So I thought that if I piled something good on all my bad

That I could cancel out the darkness I inherited from dad

No, I am no longer funny, 'cause I miss the way you laugh

You once called me forever, now you still can't call me back

And I love Vermont, but it's the season of the sticks

And I saw your mom, she forgot that I existed

And it's half my fault, but I just like to play the victim

I'll drink alcohol 'til my friends come home for Christmas

And I'll dream each night of some version of you

That I might not have, but I did not lose

Now you're tire tracks and one pair of shoes

And I'm split in half, but that'll have to do

Oh, that'll have to do

My other half was you

I hope this pain's just passin' through

But I doubt it

And I love Vermont, but it's the season of the sticks

And I saw your mom, she forgot that I existed

And it's half my fault, but I just like to play the victim

I'll drink alcohol 'til my friends come home for Christmas

And I'll dream each night of some version of you

That I might not have, but I did not lose

Now you're tire tracks and one pair of shoes

And I'm split in half, but that'll have to do

Have to do

...

Vocabulário nesta música:

Vocabulário Significados

promised

/ˈprɒmɪst/

B1
  • verb
  • - prometeu

change

/tʃeɪndʒ/

A2
  • noun
  • - mudança
  • verb
  • - mudar

voice

/vɔɪs/

A2
  • noun
  • - voz

stuck

/stʌk/

B1
  • adjective
  • - preso

anger

/ˈæŋɡər/

B1
  • noun
  • - raiva

blame

/bleɪm/

B1
  • noun
  • - culpa
  • verb
  • - culpar

memories

/ˈmɛməriz/

A2
  • noun
  • - memórias

terrified

/ˈtɛrɪfaɪd/

B2
  • adjective
  • - aterrorizado

weather

/ˈwɛðər/

A2
  • noun
  • - tempo

rains

/reɪnz/

A1
  • verb
  • - chover

sticks

/stɪks/

A1
  • noun
  • - paus

forgot

/fərˈɡɒt/

A1
  • verb
  • - esqueceu

victim

/ˈvɪktɪm/

B2
  • noun
  • - vítima

alcohol

/ˈælkəhɒl/

B1
  • noun
  • - álcool

dream

/driːm/

A2
  • noun
  • - sonho
  • verb
  • - sonhar

lose

/luːz/

A2
  • verb
  • - perder

tires

/ˈtaɪər/

A2
  • noun
  • - pneus

tracks

/træks/

A2
  • noun
  • - rastros

pain

/peɪn/

A2
  • noun
  • - dor

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