Tytuł: Tundra/Desert

• Wykonawca: Modest Mouse
• Wyświetleń: 268

Every sick, fickle fucker
  Childhood's what makes ya
  Till they treat ya like tundra
  Weigh those opinions
  More like air than lead
  Every planned occupation
  Surefire disappointment up ahead
  Till they treat ya like desert
  See mirages of friendship, face turns read
  Here's the soon to be anchor
  Build bridges to nothing, you'll get nowhere
  Every governor's mother knows
  That their bread is buttered by Sam
  And what about science?
  they find proof and let you make your own decisions
  Every childstar wonders
  If they have a future up ahead
  Every kindhearted banker
  I don't think there is one
  Every winning opinion
  Stand on platforms in water
  Filling jars full of silence you'll get nowhere