A Finger to Your Pursed Lips
Alt Rock with an Identity Crisis
Lyrics
here i hang my family picture
here i am waving goodbye
sometimes actions blur together
sometimes tears don't mean you've cried
but if you talk to my sister
you deserve what you get
i'll smash your face in
with a croquet mallet
they said i'd make a brilliant writer
they said i had a brilliant mind
but all i do is stare at pictures
my white claudia in wine
there's a point you're not a person
there's a point you're only meat
i don't want these haggard heirlooms
i just wish you'd let me be
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