Killsnack - Anna Book

Movie show, Where almost anything can happen Movie time, Anything you can imagine C'mon, C'mon, C'mon, C'mon let's go You got to see it to believe it I hear that Hollywood's a very tough scene Where else does someone eat their Co-star on screen Hey if you ever want to get away quick There's nothing quicker then the movies The guilty pleasure of a shoot-em-up flick Enjoyed at leisure at the movie show Bring along a new girl Movie time, And maybe sit a little closer Look out, look out, look out, look out Oh no I hear an alien comin' And when she sees it She'll be right in your seat Is there a better way for people to meet You want adventure They discovered the stuff Don't need to venture past the movies You need romance, They give you more than enough They'll song and dance you At the movie show Movie show, hey the earth is in danger Movie time and only one man can save us C'mon, C'mon, C'mon, C'mon let's go You know the odds are outrageous And by the time he finally wins the fight We're eating popcorn at the speed of light You want to put yourself Right into the scene Well you can do it At The Movies Or maybe somethin' That'll just make you scream Why not go through it At The Movies You crave a mystery that boggles the mind Well you can find it At The Movies A happy ending That puts chills up your spine There's one unwinding at the movie show, Yeah Love's made for finding at the movie show

朝のバス停 夜のコンビニ 桜の花が咲いていた 駅のホーム 電車をまた ひとつ見送った このまま静かに ただ枝垂桜を見ながら 今、新しい春を待つ あたし、「忘れられないの」 って思わないようにしたの もう貴方なんていらないの って心から思えたの 冷えた缶コーヒー 飲む貴方と テレビに映るゲーム画面 あたしの手の ペットボトルは 空になった あたし、「思い出せないの」 って笑えるようになったの もう貴方じゃなくてもいいの ってそれがいいと思ったの このまま、貴方の 好きだったアーティストだって いつかは、ただの アーティストになる 「あたし、忘れられないの」 って思わないようにしたの 「春が大好きになったの」 って言いたかっただけなの あたし、「もう好きじゃないの」 って伝えたいと思ったの 「もう貴方じゃなくてもいいの」 って言って別れたかったの ほら、ね、バイバイ

She's writing, she's writing She's writing a novel She's writing, she's weaving Conceiving a plot It quickens, it thickens You can't put it down now It takes you, it shakes you It makes you lose your thought But you're caught in your own glory You are believing your own stories Writing your own headlines Ignoring your own deadlines But now you've gotta write them all again You think she's an open book But you don't know which page to turn to, do you? You think she's an open book But you don't know which page to turn to, do you? Do you? Do you? You want her, confront her Just open your window Unbolt it, unlock it Unfasten your latch You want it, confront it Just open your window All you really have to do is ask But you're caught in your own glory You are believing your own stories Timing your contractions Inventing small contraptions That roll across your polished hardwood floors You think she's an open book But you don't know which page to turn to, do you? You think she's an open book But you don't know which page to turn to, do you? Do you? Do you? Well, you think she's an open book But you don't know which page to turn to, do you? Do you? Do you? Do you?