trophy scars - don't fuss over spiders thrown lyrics
i read it in a book, my biased dirty looks.
“unhand me, you crook.”
i saw it in her face;
she made a big mistake.
that word’s not hers to take. no.
this is the joke, so listen up close:
those bodies below are people you know.
dig them all up,
connect all the dots,
and see what you got…
not a whole lot… a lot, a lot, a lot
all that he knows is all that she is:
a quiet small girl with some guilt and the p-ssion of saying
“oh well, it’s personal. so stop listening in!.”
i can argue all night in the cold
over tv static and snow or the hum on the radio.
listen to john ’cause here comes a solo.
he plays all the right chords.
we argue over the same two words: spiders thrown.
its so unofficial but, its all over the f-cking news.
you gotta sit down.
we gotta talk about this one pal, we gotta talk about this one.
this one thinks i’m a dreamer, oh yeah i’m a dreamer.
i’m taking the next train to florida where it’s warmer.
i won’t argue any longer over spiders.
they say it’s easy when you’re the one who’s leaving.
so i guess we’re f-cking even, right?
sit the f-ck down and shut up!
i need to say a couple things to myself.
“what am i doing?” “what’s this song?”
i can’t remember my teeth and my skin.
“why the grin?” i’m still knee deep in sin.
oh, i’m so existential, pretentious with pencils,
a market a staple, awkward and able,
a cowboy who reads much to much noise,
and i can’t keep from drinking when i’m out with the boys
over “spiders thrown.”
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