Animals on TV singing about some pain that they once felt. There's no one I disapprove of more or root for more than myself. I wanted to pretend that it was better, better, better on the phone, I didn't wanna tell you I was jealous, jealous, jealous and alone.
So we talk about ourselves and how to forget the love we never felt, all the old jokes that work so well. Universal truth was a moment's lie.

Don't try to stop us, get out of the way

Got to get to climb your tree in the light of the living ghost I see. She sees her father in that old man's eyes while secretly he stares at her thighs. 
Animals on TV singing about something they felt at some point.
I didn't want to tell you I was jealous, jealous, jealous, what's the point?
As I watch the velvet drapes appear and the door was closed for 40 years as we hide what we don't want to hear, as we hide what's really in our ears. He is coming from a part of hell where lightning blue eyes don't go down well. He can tell that we're oblivious.
It's an addiction of routine as well.
Making fools out of the best of us, making robots of the rest of us. 
Innocence itself in America today is a crime just like Cornel West might say.

Don't try to stop us, get out of the way...












[Me queman la cabeza. Esta canción, la melodía y la letra son geniales y los amo DEMASIADO.






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