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Album: Hold On Now, Youngster... (2008) Artists: Los Campesinos! 2007: The Year Punk Broke (My Heart) And We Exhale And Roll Our Eyes In Unison Broken Heartbeats Sound Like Breakbeats C Is The Heavenly Option Death To Los Campesinos! Don't Tell Me To Do The Math(s) Drop It Doe Eyes Knee Deep At ATP My Year In Lists Police Story Sweet Dreams, Sweet Cheeks The International Tweexcore Underground This Is How You Spell Hahaha, We Destroyed The Hopes & Dreams Of A Generation Of Faux-Romantics We Are All Accelerated Readers You! Me! Dancing!

Song: This Is How You Spell Hahaha, We Destroyed The Hopes & Dreams Of A Generation Of Faux-Romantics Artists: Los Campesinos! Favorite: Add Remove I hate the stench of coffee on your breath And I hate to feel it's warmth against my neck And what right do you have to have nightmares about me When all I wanted was to sleep? We have to take the car 'cause the bike's on fire We cannot trust your friends 'cause they were born liars And if... Cease, and desist! I left your shallow skin and a note on your kitchen sideboard It read "I have left you, please never try to find me" This is no existential crisis, just turn your pain into piety And then set your alarm clock for 4am the next morning We have to take the car 'cause the bike's on fire We cannot trust your friends 'cause they were born liars And if you... Cease, and desist! This is how you spell 'HAHAHA, I've destroyed the hopes and the dreams of a generation of faux-romantics, and I'm pleased" I'm pleased You walk in from your mother's balcony Panda-eyed and freezing cold You bury yourself in my chest to warm I notice the goosebumps on your arms, millions And whether it's because of the numbers of hours spent laid facedown on my bed listening to white noise, or, well, obviously it's not, I somehow manage to translate them from braille The trails on your skin spoke more to me than the reams and reams of half finished novels you'd leave lying all over the place And every quotation that'd dribble from your mouth like a final, fatal livejournal entry I know I am wrong I am sorry We have to take the car 'cause the bike's on fire We cannot trust your friends 'cause they were born liars And if you... Cease, and desist! This is how you spell "HAHAHA I've destroyed the hopes and dreams of a generation of faux-romantics, and I'm pleased" I'm pleased.

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