Owen
playing possum for a peed
Select language to translate this lyric
I'm made up of instincts
None of which are too keen
But I get by with these high cheek bones
Little faith in people for a higher being
I'm a man with desires
And if I told you any different, I'd be a liar
As hard as I've tried
I've found I can't deny myself of those things that I want
As last night turns into this morning
Buried in your blankets, left for dead
My heart beating in my head
Lie still, pretending I'm asleep
I watch you put your clothes on for me
Local pharmacist and his wife
And I'm convinced, after your performance
That this world is too big for us
And our stupid instincts
And our stupid desires
- Album:
- The King Of Whys
- L’Ami du Peuple
- The Seaside EP
- New Leaves
- O, Evelyn (Single)
- Miscellaneous
- I Do Perceive
- Lost
- PV Digest #3
- What to Do With Everything
- Before You Go
- Polyvinyl Summer/Fall 2005 Sampler
- Polyvinyl 2005 Sampler
- At Home With Owen
- Simple Mental Math
- Polyvinyl 2002 - 2003 Sampler
- No Good For No One Now
- Ghost Town
- Split EP
- O, Evelyn