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letra de engine - single mothers

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paid with the union
dry wall in your hair
lights in the back rooms
the swelling of stairs
smoke to the ceiling
bricks on the street
gl-ss on the side walk
a gross kind of need
sweat in your palms
hair in your face
feet that keep running
fists that stay made
weeds in the garden
masks in the chains
you’re proud and stubborn
you’re dumb and enraged

i get choked up sometimes on the rides home
i get lonely sometimes on the rides home
i feel guilty sometimes on the rides home
i feel silly sometimes on the rides home
where should i go?
where should we go?
where should we go?

done with the office
done with the chair
sick of time tables
perfume in the air
caught in the leash
died for the dream
that constant ticking
ignore all feeling
tight in the chest
just blending in
die for the week
live for the weekend
cooler of beer
traffic that sneers
what are we doing?
tell me my peers

i get choked up sometimes on the rides home
i get lonely sometimes on the rides home
i feel guilty sometimes on the rides home
i feel silly sometimes on the rides home

now that you’re a pile of dust in a wall
i visit on long weekends and when i can
i stare at the names and all the flowers around
and tell myself i’ve done what i planned
and i get choked up on the rides home
and i get lonely on the rides home
and i feel guilty on the rides home

engine of destruction
rush hour glare
tight and congested
dirt in the air
contentious objector
stuck in a line
for piece of mind
with interest to pay
i ran away
from all of my options
left you alone
to deal with my problems
didn’t come back
till it was too late
now i’m still stuck here
finally changed

i get choked up sometimes on the rides home
i get lonely sometimes on the rides home
i feel guilty sometimes on the rides home
i feel silly sometimes on the rides home

- single mothers

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