Bob Mould - Lost Zoloft lyrics
[Bob Mould - Lost Zoloft lyrics]
You think you know the animal until
You strike a certain nerve
A latent homosex become so violent
When provoked and now obscured
Beyond the rage you feel
There's some appeal in this
And objects in the mirror may be
Much closer than they might appear
Someone as beautiful as you would
Never look at me lost zoloft, lost zoloft
No one as beautiful as you
Could ever look at me
Lost zoloft, lost zoloft
One Miss America could never service you
(Chelsea queen with tambourine)
Confined until conformity
Achieved humiliation (6%, a tight machine)
You punch my face again
I'll have to call the State Police
I need my fingers fro my work
Brush the dirt stains off your knees
You strike a certain nerve
A latent homosex become so violent
When provoked and now obscured
Beyond the rage you feel
There's some appeal in this
And objects in the mirror may be
Much closer than they might appear
Someone as beautiful as you would
Never look at me lost zoloft, lost zoloft
No one as beautiful as you
Could ever look at me
Lost zoloft, lost zoloft
One Miss America could never service you
(Chelsea queen with tambourine)
Confined until conformity
Achieved humiliation (6%, a tight machine)
You punch my face again
I'll have to call the State Police
I need my fingers fro my work
Brush the dirt stains off your knees