I Work Most Weekday Nights, Including Saturday

Published by Carpa Túnel in the blog Carpa Túnel Síndrom '3623. Views: 51

Ill spend a few weekends drying
The oceans tears, from the crying
Keeping your life pump at a steady beat
Without needing to keep astir in the bedsheet
I can carry this load of tears on my half broken back
Till my spine and its possessions are crushed by a snap

Dont even try to pretend
You'll ever forget about me
Im an extrordinaire in fix-it hearts
Hearts beating fasters a passion of secrets
And once the shows over theres no drum beat to see
I couldnt give myself some trouble
Of handing you some unfound locked keys

This is me, and there's all of you
Pleasures here, no need asking what I do
Addiction take it out on the pressure
Taking all proportion out of the measure
Just always keep close who I think I am
Im probably the only guy left who really gives a damn

Dont even try to pretend
You'll ever forget about me
Im an extrordinaire in fix-it hearts
Hearts beating fasters a passion of secrets
And once the shows over theres no drum beat to see
I couldnt give myself some trouble
Of handing you some unfound locked keys

Its easier to say then to see
Its too hard to know how to be, to be

Dont even try to pretend
You'll ever forget about me
Im an extrordinaire in fix-it hearts
Hearts beating fasters a passion of secrets
And once the shows over theres no drum beat to see
I couldnt give myself some trouble
Of handing you some unfound locked keys
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