Sage Francis - 16 Years lyrics
[Sage Francis - 16 Years lyrics]
The sun flies through the sky
Leaves darkness in it's wake
And now I hear the hellhounds
Barking at the gate to be honest
Sometimes I don't want you to relate
This ain't up for discussion
It's not a topic for debate
Entrepeneurs, they want to bottle up the hate
And slap a label on the glass
So hard that it'll break
If you break it, you buy it
And we sold it by the case
It's OK if you just try it
You can hold it to your face
How close can you get without touching it?
How far removed can you get from the public?
Can you keep a secret? If not
Can you tie a slipknot?
Can you stand high up on this brick block?
Listen to the clock tick-tock
And switch gears
It's been one, two, three, four, five
Six years
Are they all dancing now? Are
You joining the party?
Are just celebrating life just
By destroying your body?
It's a part of your psyche
I want to sight-see
I don't need you as a tour guide and
I don't want you to like me
I was voted least likely -that's it
Just least likely
So pardon me if I seem feisty
Bite my tongue like a bullet
Take a pull from the peace pipe
Push past the low expectations
Of me each night
I leave light in my wake and
I moonwalk across the floor
Until I hear the sex kittens
All purring at the door
There's something outside that we all want
But inside
There's an ex who marks a soft spot
Till it rots and decays and
Then no one else cares
It's been seven, eight, nine, ten, eleven
Twelve years
Now I sell pennies to the well-wishers
I fish through the coinslots
I fall through a girl's bait
Participate in boycotts
I demonstrate a demon's trade with
A face void of thoughts
If that don't launch a thousand ships
Then that's a Helen of Troy's loss
There's nothing in this horse:
It's hollow, it's empty
It's entry will not be forced
Like an eyesocket stripped clean of tears
It's been thirteen, fourteen, fifteen
Sixteen years
Leaves darkness in it's wake
And now I hear the hellhounds
Barking at the gate to be honest
Sometimes I don't want you to relate
This ain't up for discussion
It's not a topic for debate
Entrepeneurs, they want to bottle up the hate
And slap a label on the glass
So hard that it'll break
If you break it, you buy it
And we sold it by the case
It's OK if you just try it
You can hold it to your face
How close can you get without touching it?
How far removed can you get from the public?
Can you keep a secret? If not
Can you tie a slipknot?
Can you stand high up on this brick block?
Listen to the clock tick-tock
And switch gears
It's been one, two, three, four, five
Six years
Are they all dancing now? Are
You joining the party?
Are just celebrating life just
By destroying your body?
It's a part of your psyche
I want to sight-see
I don't need you as a tour guide and
I don't want you to like me
I was voted least likely -that's it
Just least likely
So pardon me if I seem feisty
Bite my tongue like a bullet
Take a pull from the peace pipe
Push past the low expectations
Of me each night
I leave light in my wake and
I moonwalk across the floor
Until I hear the sex kittens
All purring at the door
There's something outside that we all want
But inside
There's an ex who marks a soft spot
Till it rots and decays and
Then no one else cares
It's been seven, eight, nine, ten, eleven
Twelve years
Now I sell pennies to the well-wishers
I fish through the coinslots
I fall through a girl's bait
Participate in boycotts
I demonstrate a demon's trade with
A face void of thoughts
If that don't launch a thousand ships
Then that's a Helen of Troy's loss
There's nothing in this horse:
It's hollow, it's empty
It's entry will not be forced
Like an eyesocket stripped clean of tears
It's been thirteen, fourteen, fifteen
Sixteen years