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The Lawrence Arms

Navigating The Windward Passage

 

Navigating The Windward Passage

(álbum: Apathy And Exhaustion - 2002)


Drinking deathwish
Nights can't save this.
Glasseyed slackjaws
Scream from safe homes.
I've got it wrong.
Time and again,
Song after song.
You've got answers:
Killing to please,
Swooning disasters.
So inventory me,
Drop me in your fishbowl.
I'm dying to breathe
Through your tight pigeon hole.

A dead man in dead dreams
When I'm gone you won't miss me.
You're dying to fist me

Out of the closet
And into the fire.
Out of these dumb
Little quips that inspire.
Outright outrage
Enrages you now.
You're lifeless and sticky.
Kicking dead cows.
Fuck you sound.

One shot, all wrong.
One lie, all gone.
So cry for yourselves,
I'll die with my own help.
These words are mine
And this grave that we share
Time after time
Chokes my life out
While you ask yourselves
What I'm crying about.
Well, these tears that are falling
Are wetting deaf ears.
You cry for your protests
And say I don't care.
I couldn't care less
I don't answer to you.
I couldn't care less
If you're repulsed
Through and through.

A dead man in dead dreams
When I'm gone you won't miss me.
You're dying to fist me

Out of the closet
And into the fire.
Out of these dumb
Little quips that inspire.
Outright outrage
Enrages you now.
You're lifeless and sticky.
Kicking dead cows.
Fuck you sound.

When it's all said and done,
Did you really think
That you were the only one?
You were here before you,
You'll be here when you're gone.
Just another lemming
Humming protest songs.

Out of the closet
And into the fire.
Out of these dumb
Little quips that inspire.
Outright outrage
Enrages you now.
You're lifeless and sticky.
Kicking dead cows.
Fuck you sound.

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