danger grove - neverhome lyrics
[jesse]
how do you go from i love you i need you to
you’re not my people i don’t want to see you
a camel could squeeze through the eye of a needle
before i could read you as violent or evil, but
where did my friends i would speak to all sneak to?
silence is not always peaceful. ease is deceitful
no grease for the the squeaky wheel, if we
keep it real + i sleep around and eat my
meals alone, real alone, no matter what i
feel alone and fear unknowns. it’s bad enough to
lose, but i’ve had it up to half as much as i can breathe in
without seeming combatitive and rude
yeah i know that isn’t news, but my attitude
is new: you will believe a mannequin can move
stiff limbs, stiff upper lip, stiffen up a bit
nasty fasciitis, such a midas touch
i’m not quite as much a gilded cage match
promoter, rather throw a fight than a punch
i’m the same inside as i was
and so’s the so and so that i didn’t trust!
don’t tell me i was right all along all at
once! all quiet on the front for months
i am disgusted as much as i am discussed
so i am a shut+in. shut up
[tara]
i do not go out and seek my pleasure
i do not belong…
i do not go out and seek my pleasure
i do not belong wherever we’ve been
seen together, but
i am never home (woo)
i hide inside, alone, (woo) but
i am never home
[jesse]
home is where the heart is, hard enough know that
no defended borders leaves the hearth unguarded
holding up the bargain, common goods for barter
not as good as neighbours, call me jean+paul sartre
h+ll is other artists, art is deadly weapons
truth is an art, when you use it it looses a
dart with a breath in my neck’s direction; it
wasn’t protected against infection
no place to rest when my best estimate is a
guess. i’m les nessman: no walls, i’m forever a
guest. i’m your ghost in the halls. i’m as close as a
call on the phone you cut off. i’m no one at all
no little talks, no back talk, should have made the
whole plane of the same stuff as the black box
indestructible, easily corrupted though
magnetic zeros and ones scratched off
remember when a greyhound ticket was a reservation
no name no date just a destination
no hustle no haste no hesitation
i’m on it, i’m gone
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