xgum - raf lyrics
hey
is there anyone to come out curbside
and bat their booted feet in the pothole h+ll
i′ll hold tight until you arrive to tell you
i still see rats in their feta again
might try bites in the life of the thighs
of whatever they can tighten
their gruddy gripping rattling mitts or sniffs on
plus a pack of parakeet playthings
squawking popular hate sayings
at dried bloodied ear
so near at shelf of shoulder
make me less than machiavellian
maybe then i’ll mend all this hollow solace
go hallway bound
have found my way out
lit red exit
hey
is there anyone to come out curbside
and bat their booted feet in the pothole h+ll
i′ll hold tight until you arrive to tell you
i still see rats in their feta again
might try bites in the life of the thighs
of whatever they can tighten
their gruddy gripping rattling mitts or sniffs on
plus a pack of parakeet playthings
squawking popular hate sayings
at dried bloodied ear
so near at shelf of shoulder
make me less than machiavellian
maybe then i’ll mend all this hollow solace
go hallway bound
have found my way out
lit red exit
hey
is there anyone to come out curbside
and bat their booted feet in the pothole h+ll
i’ll hold tight until you arrive to tell you
i still see rats in their feta again
might try bites in the life of the thighs
of whatever they can tighten
their gruddy gripping rattling mitts or sniffs on
plus a pack of parakeet playthings
squawking popular hate sayings
at dried bloodied ear
so near at shelf of shoulder
make me less than machiavellian
maybe then i′ll mend all this hollow solace
go hallway bound
have found my way out
lit red exit
hey
is there anyone to come out curbside
and bat their booted feet in the pothole h+ll
i′ll hold tight until you arrive to tell you
there’s nothing
i still see rats in their feta again
there′s nothing
might try bites in the life of the thighs
there’s no one online
of whatever they can tighten
i′ve just had my ten hours of self forced sleep
their gruddy gripping rattling mitts or sniffs on
i’m not hungry
plus a pack of parakeet playthings
everyone′s in bed and i can’t be loud
squawking popular hate sayings
i’m not generating any money
at dried bloodied ear
so near at shelf of shoulder
make me less than machiavellian
maybe then i′ll mend all this hollow solace
go hallway bound
have found my way out
lit red exit
hey
is there anyone to come out curbside
and bat their booted feet in the pothole h+ll
i′ll hold tight until you arrive to tell
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