thursday – millimeter lyrics
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“millimeter”
there’s a bullet in my bag
and it tells me what to think
in the middle of the night
when i can’t sleep
there’s a bullet in my bag
singing sweetly:
“you traded 8 for 35 millimeter
but the trigger slips,
the shot goes wide
by a millimeter.”
there’s a body in my bed
telling me to stand
in the middle of the fire
where i can’t breathe
there’s a body in my bed
sleeping softly.
then the day comes on
and something’s off
a millimeter.
sometimes close is not close enough:
millimeter.
when the numbers are run
the measure’s off a millimeter.
we run for miles to come up short
by a millimeter.