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Maps
by Kerenza O'BRIEN
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So I'll save my tears for another man
Man
All those maps I drew
To make trenches look like diagrams
I've been up and down the machinery
To find out where the fuel stands
My footsteps on the sand
They lead back to you
With a bit of distance
I can't tell who deserves who
I made a protocol
Now, when I'm outta conversation
I just smoke a roll or just keep on talking
What an occupation!
I just really hate being on the wrong side of silence
Punks and corner boys don't impress me no more
Been there, done that, bought the T-shirt
Stole a couple on the way
So I'll save my tears
For another
I can't communicate well
I'm incapable of truth
If I have doubts, you'll dominate, see me right through
But I won't see you through
Boy, you tame me
But you're an animal too
You make me emotional
And you hold a void around yourself
That I seem to be the only one
Who's x-ray can't pierce
I gotta be stuck in Windows 7, man!
And I know one way to get even
Is to paint your steamy brain
With a bottle of Get 27
There's a carpet on the floor
Still my footsteps make the wood crack
I try and hug the walls
But I hit the switch and now it
Dark!
All those maps I drew
To make trenches look like diagrams
I've been up and down the machinery
To find out where the fuel stands
My footsteps on the sand
They lead back to you
With a bit of distance
I can't tell who deserves who
All those maps I drew
To make trenches look like diagrams
I've been up and down the machinery
To find out where the fuel stands
My footsteps on the sand
They lead back to you
With a bit of distance
I can't tell who deserves who
I'll draw an audio sketch of your body
And how I depict it with effects
I'll compress whatever you say to be
Cause I decrypt it with jet lag
As a woman I haven't been much of a femme fatale
As a girl never much of an example...
But never have I been much of a man
I'm ready for you!
I'm jumping the fence with fear
I never gamble without strategy
You've been doing it for years
All those maps I drew
To make trenches look like diagrams
I've been up and down the machinery
To find out where the fuel stands
My footsteps on the sand
They lead back to you
With a bit of distance
I can't tell who deserves who
All those maps I drew
To make trenches look like diagrams
I've been up and down the machinery
To find out where the fuel stands
My footsteps on the sand
They lead back to you
With a bit of distance
I can't tell who deserves who
So I'll save my tears for another man
Man
All those maps I drew
To make trenches look like diagrams
I've been up and down the machinery
To find out where the fuel stands
My footsteps on the sand
They lead back to you
With a bit of distance
I can't tell who deserves who
I made a protocol
Now, when I'm outta conversation
I just smoke a roll or just keep on talking
What an occupation!
I just really hate being on the wrong side of silence
Punks and corner boys don't impress me no more
Been there, done that, bought the T-shirt
Stole a couple on the way
So I'll save my tears
For another
I can't communicate well
I'm incapable of truth
If I have doubts, you'll dominate, see me right through
But I won't see you through
Boy, you tame me
But you're an animal too
You make me emotional
And you hold a void around yourself
That I seem to be the only one
Who's x-ray can't pierce
I gotta be stuck in Windows 7, man!
And I know one way to get even
Is to paint your steamy brain
With a bottle of Get 27
There's a carpet on the floor
Still my footsteps make the wood crack
I try and hug the walls
But I hit the switch and now it
Dark!
All those maps I drew
To make trenches look like diagrams
I've been up and down the machinery
To find out where the fuel stands
My footsteps on the sand
They lead back to you
With a bit of distance
I can't tell who deserves who
All those maps I drew
To make trenches look like diagrams
I've been up and down the machinery
To find out where the fuel stands
My footsteps on the sand
They lead back to you
With a bit of distance
I can't tell who deserves who
I'll draw an audio sketch of your body
And how I depict it with effects
I'll compress whatever you say to be
Cause I decrypt it with jet lag
As a woman I haven't been much of a femme fatale
As a girl never much of an example...
But never have I been much of a man
I'm ready for you!
I'm jumping the fence with fear
I never gamble without strategy
You've been doing it for years
All those maps I drew
To make trenches look like diagrams
I've been up and down the machinery
To find out where the fuel stands
My footsteps on the sand
They lead back to you
With a bit of distance
I can't tell who deserves who
All those maps I drew
To make trenches look like diagrams
I've been up and down the machinery
To find out where the fuel stands
My footsteps on the sand
They lead back to you
With a bit of distance
I can't tell who deserves who
