Jaywalker
It's not apathy
Maybe it's the lost cause on the breeze
That fracked our thoughts
Poltergeists beneath parking lots
It's all I got now
An old stomping ground, brand new ghost town
Not all who wonder have the privilege of getting lost
So when y'all leave me, will you take a piece?
It ain't your fault, it ain't nobody's
I've always been afraid of everything
I need the years to pass
I need time to stop
Cause for these idle hands
The devil's all they ever seem to want
(Wanna) talk?
It'll be warm til it's not
And we've got these months ahead
Until we see the end of march forward
Beat back
Blade of grass
Here I am pulling my shit
When I thought I was different
So call my bluff then
I'm not insane, I'm just so used to the edge
I dance on it to make you nervous
A spade's a spade, love
So strike it true and shoot it straight
Ignore the wolf cry
God willing that creek don't rise
I need the worst to come
I need the page to turn
Cause in a second sight
The table's set, the menu's fixed and serving crow
For now it's touch and go
In this maze built of guilt
Triggering each episode
You'll fall backwards
Jaywalker
Here I am going to shit
When I thought I could handle it
And on a favored paw, I scream "I'm lost"
Said I'm all done but then I'm not
So call my bluff then
I'm not insane I'm just so used to the edge
I dance on it to make you nervous
A spade's a spade, love
So strike it true and shoot it straight
With all forgiven
No harm will be done on purpose
Maybe it's the lost cause on the breeze
That fracked our thoughts
Poltergeists beneath parking lots
It's all I got now
An old stomping ground, brand new ghost town
Not all who wonder have the privilege of getting lost
So when y'all leave me, will you take a piece?
It ain't your fault, it ain't nobody's
I've always been afraid of everything
I need the years to pass
I need time to stop
Cause for these idle hands
The devil's all they ever seem to want
(Wanna) talk?
It'll be warm til it's not
And we've got these months ahead
Until we see the end of march forward
Beat back
Blade of grass
Here I am pulling my shit
When I thought I was different
So call my bluff then
I'm not insane, I'm just so used to the edge
I dance on it to make you nervous
A spade's a spade, love
So strike it true and shoot it straight
Ignore the wolf cry
God willing that creek don't rise
I need the worst to come
I need the page to turn
Cause in a second sight
The table's set, the menu's fixed and serving crow
For now it's touch and go
In this maze built of guilt
Triggering each episode
You'll fall backwards
Jaywalker
Here I am going to shit
When I thought I could handle it
And on a favored paw, I scream "I'm lost"
Said I'm all done but then I'm not
So call my bluff then
I'm not insane I'm just so used to the edge
I dance on it to make you nervous
A spade's a spade, love
So strike it true and shoot it straight
With all forgiven
No harm will be done on purpose
Credits
Writer(s): Paul Kessler
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