lyrics
i've been thinking of what to collect
oh whimsy
hold my hand as we walk to the wrong side of the white sox stadium
police tape is in my stride
oh naive
grass for concrete is a big step at least for me
every face around you is trying to fuck you over
i never saw you standing two feet away
i gave you a book of my bad poetry
oh nervous
and you wrote in big letters in red pen its not for me
every face around you is trying to fuck you over
i never saw you standing two feet away
ran for hours to catch the eye
oh wasteful
my hands raw and bleeding
but whats it for
every face around you is trying to fuck you over
i never saw you standing two feet away
credits
from
Zoo,
released March 25, 2014
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