Lyrics
Will I make the matinee?
With my newest life
And be that bright time
Advertise what makes you crazy
So I can second guess my focus
Are you gonna hire me?
I let you in
Somehow I sit down
Revoke the time and space for you to just
Feel it in your name
Now I'm the ref and a phone call cutting out
Back on the bench I fall into the month I think about
How I sold seven doves when I was lying on your back
I'll meet you in the morning
Figure out what gets me past
A second in the shade
Fucking up a useful place
Purgatory please me
I let it live like a payday of mine
I can't let it be
I'm high scoring memory
Just a look at quiet history
