blades drawn from concrete dust
and old moss overpasses
stab at a night as lit as a dollar store after
all the people went home with perforations in their souls
feet walking and wanting some place to go
and they know
and they know its splinters of america
and aint nobody frightened cause
everybody knows no use trying
and old moss overpasses
stab at a night as lit as a dollar store after
all the people went home with perforations in their souls
feet walking and wanting some place to go
and they know
and they know its splinters of america
and aint nobody frightened cause
everybody knows no use trying
No comments:
Post a Comment