And it'd be the best part of the trip
If you leaned your eyes down toward mine and your sign
It read, I searched your name
For clues on how you began
I'm so pathetic
I blamed you for all of my headaches
I blamed you for smothering my sight with foul gestures
And it'd be the best part of the trip
If you leaned your eyes down toward mine and your sign
It read, I searched your name
For clues on how you began
The sound rarely came out clear and turquoise
And you must have been packing your bags while it all came out
Crass and Subhumans
You and your flag on my wrist
Give to me your dirty art and I'll hang it
And it'd be the best part of the trip
If you leaned your eyes down toward mine and your sign
It read, I searched your name
For clues on how you began