Chess St.

My skin is always splotchy cause my clothes are always dirty
And I spent the whole day moving in 90 degree weather
And the sweat soaked into my jeans
And watered the bug bites
And I never shave my legs but I hate to see them hairy
So I just don't wear shorts because the thought of it is scary
That I've got to put in work to be the person I've been dreaming of
But I'm lazy
And I bum too many cigs
I would rather stay at yours than bus back home
Cause the only thing thats worse than getting up and doing laundry
Are the things I have to face when I'm alone
So it took about a month to organize my room
Cause I never really thought of making some place feel like home
I put flyers on the wall
Keep the radiators low cause I run hot
I get too tired to take the stairs so I pass out on the loveseat
I think that I'm pathetic but honestly I'm lucky
Cause I have a place to stay that's pretty cheap
And I get to have a loveseat
But I'm still scared
Of doing nice things for myself
How I sleep until I miss the setting sun
But we find furniture for free
We put records on to clean
I feel better when I get the dishes done
So we started planning dinners
I made rice and beans with chicken
And we couldn't find cilantro
So we bought a plant to pick from
And it died pretty quick
Even though I watered it pretty often
And I don't always take good care of the skin that I am in
It is slow work teaching myself to be kind
So maybe it's not punk and maybe it's not cool
But while I'm here I'm learning to put in the time
For once I'm smoking on my own front porch
I think I could start to learn
To treat my body like a temple
Not a dorm room
My friends and I will
Lay down on my couch
Take your shoes off in my house
This can be a place where we can get some rest
For once I'm smoking on my own front porch
I think I could start to learn
To treat my body like a temple
Not a dorm room
My friends and I will
Lay down on my couch
Take your shoes off in my house
This can be a place where we can get some rest