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Iâve been Wendy
Living with the Lost Boys
Youth spent as a deckhand on the convoy
Moved every night to prove we were something
Got confused if it was from or to that we were running
I've seen Gibraltar
Iâve seen the Taj Mahal
Soweto, Hagia Sophia
Chefchaouen paints their walls blue
Iâve played to full rooms
Iâve played the fool too
Burning through the bottoms of a pair of new boots
Cut my hair, tape my tits down
A woman on her own must be from out of town
Funny, you donât know the concessions that youâre making until you catalog em
And by then theyâre many and youâre battle-hardened
Heat makes liquid of the asphalt
Keepsakes and parking tickets on the dashboard
I'm here to file my report as the vixen of the wolf pack;
Tell Patient Zero he can have his rib back
You can count my ribs
Wanna know what class Iâm in
Count my
You can count my ribs
You canât be too broke to break
As a woman always something left to take
So you shouldn't try to stay too late or talk to strangers
Look too long, go too far out of range cause
Angels canât watch everybody all the time
Stay close, hems low, safe inside
That formula works if you can live it
But it works by putting half the world off limits
You can count my ribs
Wanna know what class Iâm in
Count my
You can count my ribs, my
We donât say, Go
out
and
be
brave
Nah, we say Be
careful,
stay
safe
In any given instance, that don't hurt
But it sinks in like stilettos in soft earth
Like the big win is not a day without an incident
I beg to differ with it
I think a womanâs worth
I think that she deserves
A better line of work
Than motherfucking vigilance
Donât give me vigilance
By definition you canât make a difference
If the big ambition
Is simply standing sentry to your innocence
Thatâs not a way to live
That canât be what a woman is
That gives her nothing to aspire to
What that is
What that is
Is just a life of running fire drills
Weâre running fire drills
Weâre running fire drills
Weâre running fire drills
Weâre running fire drills
Weâre running fire drills
Weâre running fire drills
Weâre running fire drills
Weâre running fire drills
Weâre running fire drills
Weâre running fire drills
Weâre running fire drills
Weâre running fire drills
Weâre running fire drills
Weâre running fire drills
Weâre running fire drills
Weâre running fire drills
- Álbum:
- Parts of Speech
- Castor, The Twin
- A Badly Broken Code
- Miscellaneous
- False Hopes
- Daytrotter Session
- Warsaw
- Call Off Your Ghost
- Parts of Speech (Re-Edited)
- Fighting Fish (The Hood Internet Remix)
- False Hopes 13
- 89.3 The Current: Live Current, Volume 6
- Meat Tape
- Cities 97 Sampler, Volume 24
- SXSW Sampler
- The State of Music, Vol. 4
- Matches to Paper Dolls
- 89.3 The Current: Local Current, Volume 1
- Voice: Songs for Those Who Are Silenced
- Quinine