witchitalk - pigeon pit lyrics
freeway signs that i hid behind
i had no idea what i was missing
(wichita) talk your heart out and
you know that i will listen
every year that p-sses feels like just a couple days . you were p-ssed out on the tracks
when i had thought i heard the train
and, so, i carried you through the thick and thin
we were thick as thieves, we were close as kin . coffee and nicotine pumps through our veins
as you start to cry i try to explain
we were in the trench our clothes were drenched
i could feel the bad news coming to the west coast . i’ve got forty ounces asking me:
“what do you miss the most ?“
i feel so f-cking selfish asking you these things . maybe, if we made it out to oakland we could drown these rotten dreams
but i’ve got no excuse
nothing to blame for the horrid
thoughts in this wretched brain
nothing makes no sense so i speak my mind:
“i haven’t moved on yet but holy sh-t
i f-cking swear i’m trying
and i was just wondering if your sister was alive
what do you think she’d look like in high school?”
when you said:
“come on in, the waters fine.”
i whispered: “i don’t want to hurt you.“
and right now i can’t help but ask you:
“do the dead grow older too?
as much as i loved being ten years old
i like to think they do.“
nothing makes me crushed like that
greyhound bus reading bright yellow
(wichita) i want to go back down
to the pitcher’s mound where the
midnight oil burned
you told me to grow up while
i was throwing up in the del mar bathroom stall
it’s hard to make amends when your best friends stop returning all your calls
and when you placed your hands
on either side of my meagre frame
where the fleas reside, with the panicked
look on my pallid face
i climbed through the th-rns and thistles
(i couldn’t see sh-t, so ungrateful)
thinking to myself:
“this isn’t happening”
and i was just wondering if your sister was alive
what do you think she’d look like in high school?”
when you said:
“come on in, the waters fine.”
i whispered: “i don’t want to hurt you.“
and right now i can’t help but ask you:
“do the dead grow older too?
as much as i loved being ten years old
i like to think they do.“
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