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letra de in the jaw - jude joseph

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seven more stickers round the station
cheap phrases, keep it vague
and somehow people will still know what it means
and so it’s plans of action on repeat
inside my head all the way home
and what a commotion in the alley
there’s scuffles breaking out
and crowds of rowdy people standing round
and no one’s quite sure who was in the wrong
but it’s probably the one who left on their own

something’s just not right about the state of things
i swear to god
nothing’s gonna change without spilt blood
what are the odds
by midnight, everybody in this city
clocks a n-z- in the jaw?
something’s just not right about the state of things
i swear to god
nothing’s gonna change without spilt blood
what are the odds
by midnight, everybody in this city
clocks a n-z- in the jaw
in the jaw?

counting bruises on your knuckles
wear them like a badge of honour and may they never fade
may they be replaced
repeatedly throughout the course of your lifespan
and may fascist blood stain your clothes
may we finally extinguish
those flashing blue and red lights and set the banks alight
warm up the night
for just one measly evening we could stand outside
without freezing to our bones

something’s just not right about the state of things
i swear to god
nothing’s gonna change without spilt blood
what are the odds
by midnight, everybody in this city
clocks a n-z- in the jaw?
something’s just not right about the state of things
i swear to god
nothing’s gonna change without spilt blood
what are the odds
by midnight, everybody in this city
clocks a n-z- in the jaw?

something’s just not right
i think the world’s breaking, i swear to god
nothing’s gonna change without spilt blood
what are the odds
by midnight, everybody in this city
clocks a n-z- in the jaw

something’s just not right about the state of things
i swear to god
nothing’s gonna change without spilt blood
what are the odds
by midnight, everybody in this city
clocks a n-z- in the jaw?
something’s just not right about the state of things
i swear to god
nothing’s gonna change without spilt blood
what are the odds
by midnight, everybody in this city
clocks a n-z- in the jaw
in the jaw?

- jude joseph

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