Letra de Anne Aviary de Joan Of Arc

Human boy voice.
lying still again.
carves like water.
Carves like water.
all attention
span stamina.
Tragically average.
so seventh grade.
so second rate.
My father was
a salesman.
i'm gonna be a sailor.
Passive smarcasm.
a fake i.d.
jaded sullenness.
and always that
dull headache.