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letra de peripatetic - q curius

[verse 1]
i ain’t got time to go anywhere but you got anyone else you could go with
i ain’t got anyone telling me how we could do this and how we should go
i ain’t got anyone, but you got everyone telling you how to stay low
i wish for anyone uttering words of condolence and you gotta know, so:
peripatetic, don’t want you to get it, i’m uttering words on the solo
i wish for verisimilitude but i’m not sure i can judge what that is, though
listen to me talk my sh-t, and let me feel you tolerate it
i have never met someone that made me feel so tolerated
i can feel the way you watch me, so i’m feeling enervated
listen to the speeches that continues unabated
draw another gift and then you tell me that you made it
similar attention is a gift; i never saved it
then i could the day we met no longer say i’m graceless
listen to me talk my sh-t, and let me feel you tolerate it
i have never met someone that made me feel so tolerated
i can feel the way you watch me so i’m feeling enervated

[bridge 1]
i love you more than i could tell you and complete it
consider images of utterance depleted
you mustn’t judge me over how i never speak it
i listen every time you tell me, stale is equal
my roots are leaving me so fallow and so treeless

[verse 2]
i ain’t got time to go anywhere but you got anyone else you could go with
i ain’t got anyone telling me how we could do this and how we should go
i ain’t got anyone, but you got everyone telling you how to stay low
i wish for anyone uttering words of condolence and you gotta know, so:
peripatetic, don’t want you to get it, i’m uttering words on the solo
i wish for verisimilitude but i’m not sure i can judge what that is, though
listen to me talk my sh-t, and let me feel you tolerate it
i have never met someone that made me feel so tolerated

[bridge 2]
i love you more than i could tell you and complete it
consider images of utterance depleted
you mustn’t judge me over how i never speak it
i listen every time you tell me, stale is equal
my roots are leaving me so fallow and so treeless
i love you more than i could tell you and complete it
consider images of utterance depleted
you mustn’t judge me over how i never speak it

{outro: joel calvert]
what are you planning to do with me
what are you meaning to do?

- q curius

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