Scusa se anche questa notte voglio stare a casa, scusa ho solo stupide parole che ti accompagneranno se mi stai ascoltando, inizio dal fondo, ho bisogno di silenzio, incondizionabile la scelta dell’assenza, posso nascondermi dietro l’alone di una generazione che le rivoluzioni le pensa sul divano, in sottofondo un disco suona piano e accende sensi di colpa, c’è qualcuno che li svende. Scusa se anche questa notte voglio stare a casa, è una scusa un’altra volta.
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There’s a light bulb dangling from string
It’s slowly swaying up over my head now
As I jot down the words that’ll never be sung
And wait for my headache to numb
And the wind sounds as if the world’s sighing
And the moon’s just a torn fingernail
As the TV flickers and hums by the wall
And I wait for my eyesight to fade
So, So, So
It’s so damn slow
So, So, So
It’s so damn slow
And the bright-eyed choke on ambition
And the old folks circle their graves
And the young ones are bus
I was dressed for success
but success it never comes
and i'm the only one who laughs
at your jokes when they are so bad
and your jokes are always bad
but they're not as bad as this
come join us in a prayer
we'll be waiting waiting where
everything's ending here
and all the sterile striking it defends
an empty dock you cast away
and rain upon your forehead
where the mist's for hire if it's just too clear
let's spend our last quarterstance randomly
go down to the outlet once again
painted portraits of mini
His father was a drinker
And his mother cried in bed
Folding John Wayne's T-shirts
When the swingset hit his head
The neighbors they adored him
For his humor and his conversation
Look underneath the house there
Find the few living things
Rotting fast in their sleep of the dead
Twenty-seven people, even more
They were boys with their cars, summer jobs
Oh my God
Are you one of them?
He dressed up like a clown for them
With his face paint white and red
And on his best behavior
In a dark room on the bed he ki