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Tracks — Curfew on the Pavement. Machine-transcribed; use the interactive transcript above to jump the player to any line.
I'm here, black, green, and a quarter of my heart Sitting on the curve, all the street lights high I'm worn out, struck, serifishing and laced Another missed call, that I quickly erased The dinner is cold, the dead boys just turn They want me polite, but the bridge is over My battery died, at seven percent I am not heading back, where my patience got spanned I'm not going home, I'm staying outside I'm a dirty, on my shadows, can't hide I let the boys know, feel up Like the front porch, like green I'm sick of waking up beside the dead dream Turn up the headphones, turn up the blame The payment is called, but it whispers my name
I'm covered back, western underneath Wind cutting sharp, through the barodon trees They preach about futures, they preach about grace While locking my anger in one time space My diaper, my friend, just disturbing with rain They call it a phase, the pain over the pain Two miles of last fall between them me Out in the dark, is where I can breathe I'm not going home, I'm staying outside Under the knee, on my shadows, can't hide Let the boys know, feel up Like the front porch, like green I'm sick of waking up beside the dead dream Turn up the headphones, turn up the blame The payment is called, but it whispers my name
Sorry, I'm in the distance, headless passing slow They think I got lost, but I chose not to go No lectures tonight, no slamming of doors I don't belong on their polished wood floors Just right on my cover, static in my ears I'm staying right here, just a pin for years Not going home Not going home I'm in the distance, headless passing slow
They think I got lost, but I chose not to go No, I'm in the distance, headless passing slow I'm in the distance, headless passing slow I'm in the distance, headless passing slow
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