idle things everywhere
We're all just waiting to die
to throw dice on your greens
and stare down the snake eyes
ghettos, we got guns too
Gepettos, suburbs play with media puppets,
but here, we point the guns
at ourselves
A whole life spent with bent ambitions,
reading signs no littering,
no loitering, and above all
no literature.
and I sit still
in the center, skipping rocks across the pavement
hoping to hit concrete answers.
the sunshine is bright and by birthright
I'm alright, I'm happy and shiny and
unfamiliar with gun weight.
the strings makes things lighter.
We're all just waiting to die
to throw dice on your greens
and stare down the snake eyes
ghettos, we got guns too
Gepettos, suburbs play with media puppets,
but here, we point the guns
at ourselves
A whole life spent with bent ambitions,
reading signs no littering,
no loitering, and above all
no literature.
and I sit still
in the center, skipping rocks across the pavement
hoping to hit concrete answers.
the sunshine is bright and by birthright
I'm alright, I'm happy and shiny and
unfamiliar with gun weight.
the strings makes things lighter.