narrator
11-04-2002, 09:04 AM
Sing it again, back from the top
Yes, my loss, I know
Unless
Stinging, sore ragged breaths, inside
Pensive inside
Anticipation, they’re looking at me
Off of six words I know
“Stop it now or just go”
Chew your gum
Spit
Laugh with a cough
Just sit
Mister say, who was that kid
He wasn’t that good
But I know that he could
Be if he wanted
Just one more, son
Just one more in a line the rest
We’re watching them
They’re seeing us
But they don’t see
Unless
Pick broken in the second song
Cut my fingers to play along
Yes, we knew what it was back then
I knew how to dance
Slam, back and fourth, strike my face
A taste of blood, spit it up, broken down
Ragged, raw, dust, compared, but people know
They remember me, they don’t know
A taste of blood, my only memory
Yes, my loss, I know
Unless
Stinging, sore ragged breaths, inside
Pensive inside
Anticipation, they’re looking at me
Off of six words I know
“Stop it now or just go”
Chew your gum
Spit
Laugh with a cough
Just sit
Mister say, who was that kid
He wasn’t that good
But I know that he could
Be if he wanted
Just one more, son
Just one more in a line the rest
We’re watching them
They’re seeing us
But they don’t see
Unless
Pick broken in the second song
Cut my fingers to play along
Yes, we knew what it was back then
I knew how to dance
Slam, back and fourth, strike my face
A taste of blood, spit it up, broken down
Ragged, raw, dust, compared, but people know
They remember me, they don’t know
A taste of blood, my only memory