Jawbreaker - Condition Oakland
I Rode Down To The Tracks.
Thinking They Might Sing To Me.
But They Just Stared Back.
Broken, Trainless And Black As Night.
Climbed Out Onto My Roof.
So I'd Be A Poet In The Night.
Beat The Walls Off My Room.
I Saw The Big Room That Is This Life.
This Is My Condition:
Naked And Hysterical,
Reaching To Grab A Hand
That I Just Slapped Back At.
This Is My Condition:
Desperate, Alone,
Without An Excuse.
I Try To Explain. Christ, What's The Use?
Read And I Felt So Small.
Some Words Keep Speaking
When You Close The Book.
Drank And Just About Smiled.
Then I Remembered Us In That Bed.
Put My Ear To The Door.
I Just Heard Hot Rods
And Gunshots And Sirens.
People Kill Me These Days.
There's Keys In Their Eyes
But They Lock From The Inside
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