Los Campesinos
We've Got Your Back (Documented Minor Emotional Breakdown #2)
On the dashboard assembledIn descending height order,Half a decade of father's day giftsHer mother bought for her;Never passed on.Puffy eyes, nasty reaction;Doe eyes, you're kidding yourselfI learned remedial SpanishFrom a toddler.Passenger seat of father's taxiCussing in unisonClutching receipts andDeceased handwritingFilled with a sense ofGreat disappointment;Doe eyes, you're kidding yourselfAnd so fucking on, and so fucking forth:We've got your back, whatever that's worthIf your hero told you to go huff a sharpie, what would you do?(I do not know)Every girl I ever kissed I was thinking of a pro-footballer(THOUGHT. YOU. SHOULD. KNOW)(Gareth)Letras de cancionesI've learnt more from toilet walls than I've learnt from these words of yoursYour feelings are buried in scriptures and fictions, it's all in the words but I'm here for the pictures.(Aleks)I'm sweating off the cheat notes on my thighsThey were for your benefit not mineAnd so fucking on, and so fucking forth:We've got your back, whatever that's worthIf we didn't know the shape was for functionality, what would we do?(I do not know)If it wasn't for the corrupt US pharmacy, what would we do?Sometimes only you'll know.We're cementing old friends, dismissing old foes.We're throwing punches and ducking blows.
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