Scott Pilgrim Takes Off Theme Lyrics

In a garage where the scent of exhaust is somehow present,
I was only having nonsense dreams.
I wish I could sleep a little longer.

On the gravelly roadside,
I can see a couple of trash items rolling.
They looked beautiful now, that's all.
It was a story that didn't matter much.
Well... just twisted, that's all.

It's still an unsettled settlement,
Playing the selfish part,
Back then, were we able to talk each other properly?

The color of your hair, like its budding,
No matter what it is, it gets dyed in the sunset, a madder red.
If there's an enduring heart,
The fret of the rusty 4 string,
Can it be masked with a Big Muff?

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For some reason, the more you dislike, the less you can say,
Only poisonous words come.
Don't look at me with that face.

The wind blew dry and crisp.

The color of your hair, whatever it is,
If it snows, it will hide in the dark white.
If there's an enduring pain,
The longing memories, stained with soil,
Play the octave guitar with that fuzz!

The color of your hair, whatever it is,
If the moon shines, it will be clad in a dull blue.
If there's a beautiful distortion,
Let me hear it.

Like budding,

The color of your hair, whatever it is,
No matter where you go from this stage, you'll find it.
If there's an enduring heart,
The fret of the rusty 4 string,
Can it be masked with a Big Muff?