March 25, 1998

Artists : Kind Of Like Spitting : March 25, 1998

Do your interpretation of the course of events
That swings my life from the outside of the fence
I got in a fight at the Teen Dress show
And always fighting, me, it came off macho
And I am a lion roaring out loud
In my dreams I'm angry, I never touch the ground
I feel like I'm flying somewhere underneath the sheets
I took your bracelet from the bathroom, I've had it ever since we met
Check your lipstick in the mirror, sway and swing your hips
Head out to the New Bad Things show at the end of Burnside
At the Oh Hell, used to be the X-Ray, not all that familiar
The history of this town, only been here for a short while, but you knew it
Say you're sick of all the narrow eyes
And all the lies and the actors feeding on our hearts
We had this one drive, don't talk, don't lie
Everyone is on call for a job that they hate
Check the mirror, check the bathroom
Check the toilet, sweep it up with a broom
Broom that you made yourself from the hangers from the closet down
He was asking for it (7x)
And you knew it