Apparently Songtext
von St. Lenox
Apparently Songtext
Put it in a bottle and then
Chuck it in the ocean
That′s what I think of you
Apparently
Valuable but disposable
Apparently I think that you are
Not my style now
Maybe I'll pick you up again
In a little while
Put it in a box and then we′ll
Relegate it to a distant thought
That's what I think of you
Apparently fate has divined
That I think what's important now
Is my sense of pride
Maybe I′ll see you again
On another side of it
I′m not quite sure of how to gauge my reaction
But I
Thought that I'd sacrificed a lot more to stay
I think the shock of it has dulled my emotions
And it still feels like I′ve got a ways
Take it off the wall and then I'll
Put it in the attic
That′s what I think of you
Apparently
Very prized but not for my
Consumption or display on
Every single day
Maybe I'll dust it off
Every once in a while
I′m not quite sure of how to gauge my reaction
But I
Thought that I'd sacrificed a lot more to stay
I think the shock of it has dulled my emotions
And it still feels like I've got a ways
Take it to the backyard and then
Dig a hole to put it in
That′s what I think of you
Apparently
Out of sight and out of mind
Apparently I′m much too tired
To pick up the pieces
Maybe I'll dig you up
In a hundred years
I′m not quite sure of how to gauge my reaction
But I
Thought that I'd sacrificed a lot more to stay
I think the shock of it has dulled my emotions
And it still feels like I′ve got a ways
Chuck it in the ocean
That′s what I think of you
Apparently
Valuable but disposable
Apparently I think that you are
Not my style now
Maybe I'll pick you up again
In a little while
Put it in a box and then we′ll
Relegate it to a distant thought
That's what I think of you
Apparently fate has divined
That I think what's important now
Is my sense of pride
Maybe I′ll see you again
On another side of it
I′m not quite sure of how to gauge my reaction
But I
Thought that I'd sacrificed a lot more to stay
I think the shock of it has dulled my emotions
And it still feels like I′ve got a ways
Take it off the wall and then I'll
Put it in the attic
That′s what I think of you
Apparently
Very prized but not for my
Consumption or display on
Every single day
Maybe I'll dust it off
Every once in a while
I′m not quite sure of how to gauge my reaction
But I
Thought that I'd sacrificed a lot more to stay
I think the shock of it has dulled my emotions
And it still feels like I've got a ways
Take it to the backyard and then
Dig a hole to put it in
That′s what I think of you
Apparently
Out of sight and out of mind
Apparently I′m much too tired
To pick up the pieces
Maybe I'll dig you up
In a hundred years
I′m not quite sure of how to gauge my reaction
But I
Thought that I'd sacrificed a lot more to stay
I think the shock of it has dulled my emotions
And it still feels like I′ve got a ways
Writer(s): Jermaine L. Cole, Jeffrey Gitelman, Filippo Trecca, Damon Coleman Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

