June Of 44
Mooch
It's clear to him and everyone like himwhere the sidewalks turnwhen he needs to leavebuy a pack of smokesand walk down the Ohiothey don't smoke the first one lastthey give the last one awaygive it all awayit's clear to him and everyone like himgiving the gift is impossibleforget itleave it alone and move towards the sidewalksinhaleexhaleinhaleexhaleinhale and exhale and the smoke comes through your teethit resembles the smoke stacksand incinerators when they standwhere they growwhere they breathehe breathes on by the highwayenchanted by the car lotshe'll keep his distanceLetras de cancioneshe'll do with outstating that certain things are impossiblehe'll do withoutuneffected and unaffectedthis man will be free from painfree from guiltfree from innocencefree from emotionfree from integrityfree from any sort oflove or angerhe'll never be movedall he's in it for is the workand all he ever does is workhe's not here to think about itand there's not questionleave him alone and the work will get doneinhaleexhaleinhaleexhaleinhaleexhaleinhaleexhaleinhaleexhale
From Letras Mania