Jawbreaker - Condition Oakland Lyrics

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 On To 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: Desparate,
alone, Without An Excuse. I Try To Explain. Christ, What`s The Use? Read And I
left 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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