Stuff your sentences
Into your boring diary
Stuff your senses

Into the back of your jeans
Take the controls
Grab hold

Get $#&@in' ready

Bring your appetite

And break sobriety
Stuff your senses
Into the back of your jeans

Take the controls
Grab hold
Get $#&@in' ready


Brace and break
Be quiet


Stuff your sentences
Into your boring diary

Stuff your senses
Into the back of your jeans
Take the controls

Grab hold
Get $#&@in' ready


Bring your appetite
And break sobriety
Stuff your senses

Into the back of your jeans
Take the controls
Grab hold

Get $#&@in' ready

Brace and break

Be quiet

You and I

Have minutes between we lie
But we're still listening
It's too soon

I know
But I can walk slow
It's a couple blocks away


Stuff your sentences
Into your boring diary

Stuff your senses
Into the back of your jeans
Take the controls

Grab hold
Get $#&@in' ready


Brace and break
Be quiet


We don't have to try
We can turn bad luck into a bad joke
We don't have to sing

We can turn a bad string into a long dream
We don't have to bleed
We can just repeat when we are alone