I spend the afternoon in cars I sit in traffic jams for hours Don't push me, I am not okay The sky is blue 'most every day The lemons grow like tumors
Give yourself a little competition I can see it flaring up in your eyes Give yourself a moment to remember All the trailing loose ends you've left behind
I'm telling you son It's been a long time coming I don't want to take anything away from you It'll just be a little while If that's alright How can I
I spend the afternoon in cars I sit in traffic jams for hours Don't push me I am not OK The sky is blue most every day The lemons grow like tumors they
I carried my uncle up the mountain When his legs had turned to ash And his tongue became a fine dust It was a climb he had made before When his legs
Tradução: Dance Hall Crashers. Salado.
Tradução: Sleater Kinney. Puentes.
Give yourself a little competition I can see it flaring up in your eyes Give yourself a moment to remember all the trailing loose ends you've left behind