I don't mind the sound
Of your voice, of your voice
When you use it like your gun
So much fun, fire your gun
Casual as you are, gets hard to say
I won't say, 'less you're going away
He strings himself on up to your front door
You've been a wall of ideas about the rich and the poor
We could start home talking
Make your focus break
When you're left to yourself
You throw it out anyway
I don't differentiate
We from they, we from they
Feel my appetite
Why is life sleepless night?
Lean my head against an angry moon
Always room, angry moon
In and out of a metal chair
In an unknown apartment where
I can build myself up
Before I make the scare
String myself up onto your front door
Street joy
You adore
1 | Shake Shake Shake |
2 | Pretty Green |
3 | Let's Talk About It |
4 | I Start To Run |
5 | All You Really Have To Do |
6 | Drug |
7 | It's Him |
8 | River To Consider |
9 | Bess St. |
10 | Sitting |