The waiting drove me mad…you’re finally here and I’m a mess I take your entrance back…can’t let you roam inside my head I don’t want to take what you can give… I would rather starve than eat your bread… I would rather run but I can’t walk… Guess I’ll lie alone just like before…
I’ll take the varmint’s path…oh, and I must refuse your test Push me and I will resist…this behavior’s not unique I don’t want to hear from those who know… They can buy, but can’t put on my clothes… I don’t want to limp for them to walk… Never would have known of me before… I don’t want to be held in your debt… I’ll pay it off in blood, let I be wed… I’m already cut up and half dead… I’ll end up alone like I began…
Everything has chains…absolutely nothing’s changed
Cofundador de EstúpidaFregona.net a finales de 1999. Apasionado de la música rock en particular pero que no le hace ascos al folk, stoner, post-rock y cualquier otra variante. Instagram: @VitiSainz
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