The Bomber Will Always Get Through

Self Defense Family - Rock, Emo
The Bomber Will Always Get Through
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Duration: 7:21
Lyrics
Fell off my bike Struck my head to the curb Bad for my hairline Great for self-worth Damage to both lobes Like a broken tube Lighting dimmed But the view improved Direct line to God Shared connective tissue Better clasp On the burning issues Abstract approach To reasoned problems Bird calls for lost dogs And hands laid upon them Emerge from a coma In a pale blue cube Given a shirt And a bus fare to someplace new Legs became sticks I rest on wedges Torso a stone I rest my head on Head became claw I grip new things with Tongue into handshake Eyes to antennae Return to work Was warmly received Leapt from the bathroom window Said I was taking a leak Found a place in the sun Found a hole in the earth Lost a place at the table Found myself none for the worse Attracted a new friend Found in love with space Hard fall, a cracked skull Made a great day
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