inlets - in which i, robert lyrics
[verse 1]
i can smell your underbelly, softened and sweet
it gets me going like i’ve nothing to eat
should i throw your voice around to answer my calls?
listening to everything i think these things are weakening
[chorus]
oh robert, where’s the sign –
is it in the lazy way she says the same things each time?
the armistice the ticker tape
throwing fading features in my lonely typeface
[verse 2]
in a diary lined with cinderblock i fastened my fame
we all know you chip away at it but you’re playing my game
with a hundred thousand pixelated ways this could end
i’ll keep running into everything until these things are weakening
[chorus 2]
oh robert, bide your time
shake her jagged heart as thing to unwind
to tie up all my army gear
bayonets of worried words you say when i’m near
[verse 3]
my patience giving out on me
she’s awfully deaf to the irony
of wilderness and sympathy
a storied romance met with blasphemy
a tempest and a yes in a tackle box
i can give and give on until our names are lost
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