Jiminy

Lyrics
[Verse 1] Get lost in the dead of the night where once I lived on Grand Street Deaf from Chucks on bones crushed white New Brooklyn bows before me Soak it all in and let it run deep Glory in delusion I can picture us Waltz in the ruins of this wilted gray contusion Sometimes, when she's far and I'm drunk I clutch her like a compass Never thought of being anything but quixotic and self-conscious Some ache to guide your hand, to pull out of the socket I'm the cricket that lets you burn while I smolder in your pocket [Chorus] You're in my fat I store you there to keep me warm in frigid air I need my smack You're in my veins Free the Jew they kept in chains I'm suffused with all you are I'll always be a bastard star You're in my heart You're in my heart [Bridge] Could it be in our wank of shame that we're clutching the same member? Don't you ever pretend to smile and find you've actually done it? Now you're informed; we kinda run it and that's just fine Plummet beak-first into acid washed entitlement You might just find a socialist feeding off the fumes of an aging pop-punk vocalist So destroy our LP if you know what's good for me So destroy our first LP if you know what's good for me [Chorus] You're in my fat I store you there to keep me warm in frigid air I need my smack You're in my veins Free the Jew they kept in chains I'm suffused with all you are I'll always be a bastard star You're in my heart You're in my heart
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Credits
- Writers
- Max Bemis