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letra de little wars - bambara

little wars lyrics
[verse 1]
two women stare into the camera trying not to smile
to one of them it came easily, for the other one it took a while
you chose them for this reason and the sp-cing of their eyes
said they looked like prey and predator on a smoke break from an endless fight

[chorus]
when i felt you changing, i stayed the same
you said i was a caveman afraid of a flame
said the best years of your life have been wasted
always blacked out or crashing, working day shifts with the shakes

[verse 2]
in our apartment, all your photos on the bed
you walked around in your underwear in a heat wave drunk and underfed
i grabbed a picture of a beggar in the park
on his knees at the feet of pedestrians in a crown he’d made from metrocards
i said, “guess times are hard for the king of new york”
you unhooked your bra, dropped it on the floor, said, “this city’s full of little wars”

[chorus]
when i felt you changing, i stayed the same
you said i was a caveman afraid of a flame
said the best years of our lives had been wasted
stashing cash tips in the mattress, slinging well shots for the snakes
[outro]
wash this filthy city from your skin with me
we’ll cut our hair and burn our things and leave by spring
(wash this filthy city from your skin with me)
i heard what you said
(we’ll cut our hair and burn our things and leave by spring)
and chose to stay instead
(wash this filthy city from your skin with me)
you got a husband, i saw, he treats you real nice
he’s gentle and blonde and smiles with his eyes
(we’ll cut our hair and burn our things and leave by spring)
you found a nice job and make art when there’s time
(wash this filthy city from your skin with me)
the garden you planted has started to bloom
you’ll finish the plans for the baby come june
(we’ll cut our hair and burn our things and leave by spring)
you put a new crib in your old darkroom
(wash this filthy city from your skin with me)
at my place there’s a box of photos you took
some nights, when it’s hot, i can’t help but look
(we’ll cut our hair and burn our things and leave by spring)
and i thought you should know the king’s still on his knees
but i wish he’d stand up, throw his arms around me
(wash this filthy city from your skin with me)
and say, “don’t get confused, just do what you do
this city could use a good caveman like you”
(we’ll cut our hair and burn our things and leave by spring)
yeah, this city could use a good caveman like you
(wash this filthy city from your skin with me)
(we’ll cut our hair and burn our things and leave by spring)
yeah, this city could use a good caveman like you
(wash this filthy city from your skin with me)
i feel it, i see it, it’s moving
(we’ll cut our hair and burn our things and leave by spring)
i feel it, i see it, i feel it, always moving
(wash this filthy city from your skin with me)
i feel it
(we’ll cut our hair and burn our things and leave by spring)
this city could use a good caveman like you
(wash this filthy city from your skin with me)
(we’ll cut our hair and burn our things and leave by spring)
(wash this filthy city from your skin with me)
(we’ll cut our hair and burn our things and leave by spring)
(wash this filthy city from your skin)

- bambara

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