letra de escape artist - the zolas
my alter-ego, he’s an escape artist
he’s only truly happy when he’s under arrest
oh how he handsome, scheduled to hang to death
he’s only truly happy at the precipice
he’s like a mirror, he sticks into our ears
a stethoscope to the chest of the vacant years
i can’t escape the chair, i’m etherized with fear
that my only talent is in hanging here
but then it’s
hey boy, i’ve got your man he’s right here
putty in my hands
ice cream and sweets
coming in the sheets
you got no excuse to leave
but in the real world, an intertidal cave
i ride a desk chair waiting for a tidal wave
i feel like dancing, but that is miles away
i’m feeling hard and hollow like paper mache
my alter ego, he’s in a jailer’s cage
he sits and waits for the devil to abet his escape
i’m sorry pastor, i can’t be pasteurized
all of the bibles in the world for a metal file
at every clock strike, he hears the jailer’s keys
and the doubt starts to sprout til he’s on his knees
but he is singing, when the night is black
“all i am is whatever i’m aiming at”
and he remembers like it’s his mother’s call
to feel her hand find a grip at the top of the wall
and i want to feel it, i want to feel the fire
of the leftover sun on the roofing tiles
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