CORRECTAR LA LETRA
Letra : A Detailed And Poetic Physical Threat To The Person Who Intentionally Vandalized My 1994 Dodge Intrepid Behind Kate’s Apartment (Nervous Energies Session)
Chipped paint; Carol's gonna turn into dust
An old saint; A silver surface worn into rust
From long nights in a neighborhood I started to trust
To you, it's just Scotch Tape and a heightened sense of cowardly pride
A u-lock (some entitlement to keep by your side)
A felt pen, a detour from your morning ride
And what's left behind with your note
It's the reason I'll be running so late
A fine point to write off what I'll draw on today
And draft out the storyline to acting my age
To which I say:
Have you ever felt your perfect teeth
Make a connection with Chicago concrete?
It's messed up. You always can become what you hate
It's bad luck or intention for attention's sake
It's so f**ked that you couldn't say this straight to my face
Have you ever felt your perfect teeth
Make a connection with Chicago concrete?
Do gears change as often as the seasons?
Is there a cycle set to breathe in?
Is this the part of me I'll forget?
A chained fence, the cement
Where a casual promise can become a threat
An old saint; A silver surface worn into rust
From long nights in a neighborhood I started to trust
To you, it's just Scotch Tape and a heightened sense of cowardly pride
A u-lock (some entitlement to keep by your side)
A felt pen, a detour from your morning ride
And what's left behind with your note
It's the reason I'll be running so late
A fine point to write off what I'll draw on today
And draft out the storyline to acting my age
To which I say:
Have you ever felt your perfect teeth
Make a connection with Chicago concrete?
It's messed up. You always can become what you hate
It's bad luck or intention for attention's sake
It's so f**ked that you couldn't say this straight to my face
Have you ever felt your perfect teeth
Make a connection with Chicago concrete?
Do gears change as often as the seasons?
Is there a cycle set to breathe in?
Is this the part of me I'll forget?
A chained fence, the cement
Where a casual promise can become a threat
