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letra de i don't wanna write an email - miniboone

[verse 1]
i don’t wanna write an email
i don’t wanna push a b-tton
i don’t want a heart attack
no, i don’t want a heart attack
i got screens for days, screens for days
and all my nights i freely give away
i can’t feel my hips no more
i can’t shake my legs at all
i gotta cut a rug, cut it up, cut, paste
shut it down, backsp-ce
and get face to face, face to face
with someone else in any other place
but i found out

[chorus]
that it’s never the right time to pull it
it’s never the right time to pull it
never the right time to pull it
never the right time to pull it

[verse 2]
i don’t wanna make a decision
and i don’t wanna hear about my awful nutrition
i heard that there were lasers in the jungle somewhere in the 80s
i missed it
too busy being a baby, as i recall, i recall
i don’t recall those days so well at all
i’m gonna lay down, sit down, crawl
back into the ocean
beer in the foreground
the smell of the suntan lotion
wireless signals confusing the seagulls
the impossibility of unlimited refills
just a dream, it’s just a dream
until i find those jungle laser beams
i’ll be stuck behind this screen
where it’s

[chorus]
never the right time to pull it
never the right time to pull it
never the right time to pull it
never the right time to pull the trigger and split
no revelations
in the time of impatience
only frustrations
with flat plastic simulations

[refrain]
time keeps on running faster
the clock is melting off of the wall
(headb-tts of love like a boot filled with lead lovingly tucked into bed)
questions that p-ss for answers
but everybody’s having a ball
(poisons and pistons monogrammed and embossed, lawyers will cover the cost)

[verse 3]
i don’t wanna wear a tinfoil hat
but has it come to that?
i can grow my own, and live alone
i can demarcate my comfort zone
and hit the gas, hit the gas
leave the candy crushing in the past
i can get up, i can get out
run faster than time can catch you
like bad ideas in the middle of late night reason
wild as the air when you feel it
my brains in flames
threw up, i threw my phone in the river
i made mistakes, made mistakes
i never understood how long it takes
‘til you find out

[chorus]
that it’s never the right time to shut it
never the right time to shut it
it’s never the right time to shut it
never the right time to shut the door on this
living on potions
dredging the oceans
going through the motions
of crackpot hermitage devotions

- miniboone

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