letra de border patrol - golden birds
it’s twenty of seven
and still you haven’t come by
i’m trying to keep my hands held steady
as i balance salt shakers
and the border patrol’s trying to find a foothold
against a virus
keep seeing scenes from last night
where i can’t buy my way into your sight
the jokes went across me above me behind me
i was novelty an audience a tourist economy
and so i spoke a little too loud
and i cleared my throat a lot
and when you lost me for a minute in a crowd
your disembodied laughter hit me like a gunshot whoo
—
now i declare myself out of reach
eye contact’s a contract and you are in breach
and i will beat my pride down
and i won’t serve your world as a clown
—
and i’m not talking about any of those
bemused field studies
dripping down that anglo-saxon nose
pooling at your feet
and i will beat whatever may rise down
and i won’t serve your world as a clown
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- letra de bülbül ne gezersin - neriman ulusu
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- letra de громче звук (gromche zvuk) - kamenskiy
- letra de white girl wasted - bleedin
- letra de shake it (bussdown) - vic santoro
- letra de 2084 - knox hill
- letra de tiktai tau - miledi
- letra de вечный скиталец (eternal warderer) - vvvaisherilya