Sage Francis - Kiddie Litter lyrics
[Sage Francis - Kiddie Litter lyrics]
Lights flicker on the frame of
A light sleeperwatching sports
In a stained wife beater and boxer shorts
Night creeps in between the uneven
Slides of venetian blinds
And it sees signs of struggle
He resides in a jungle where
The weeds dry and tumble
Every time he deserts love and
Leaves behind his troubles
This time it seems he's finally humbled
Defeated by the feline he's
Been trying to subdue
Beaten while they cuddle
Now subtle differences got him
Running from images weird as it is
Circus mirrors are a serious fear of his
He stays a safe distance from the scary kid
His beard is big and he wears
A wig in public appearances
Here he ishalf alive in the flesh suit
Curious and appetized by the fresh fruit
Served on a dish at his nightly help group
Who dreamt of catching better Z's? Most
People would've slept through it
If you ain't been through it
Then you don't know the way the days
Just waste away a change of
Pace needs to take place
I play with razor blades and I shake
Until I shave my face and the break
Of day lights flicker on the frame
Of a light sleeperwatching sports
In a stained wife beater and boxer shorts
Sun rays creep in between the
Uneven slides of venetian blinds
And it sees signs of struggle
He hides a bundle of
Demons behind the stubble
Sleep dehydrates him 'til the
Dreams dry and crumble
Bleeding from his eyes
The scene of the crime's a puddle
Where he cries Uncleand doesn't
Realize he's lovable
Lover girl doesn't purr because she sees
Something of hers stuck in a world
That needs to be freed
This cat's got tongues tied 'til she leaves
A curiosity that could kill an entire species
"See these fingers of mine?" Yes
"It's time to see if one of them fit's
The dark ring around your eyes" She says
So she sends me to a
Guy who signs permission slips
And if his finger fit's
He's going to poke inside
To see what's alive
So I went to where she sent me
Only to find a blind man
With worn down fingertips
And his neck was a library
Full of razor bumbs he placed a cup on a
Tabled labeled "Talk to Me"
And he snuck a smile passed the
Customs of his scruffy face
He just stared in my
General direction and said
A light sleeperwatching sports
In a stained wife beater and boxer shorts
Night creeps in between the uneven
Slides of venetian blinds
And it sees signs of struggle
He resides in a jungle where
The weeds dry and tumble
Every time he deserts love and
Leaves behind his troubles
This time it seems he's finally humbled
Defeated by the feline he's
Been trying to subdue
Beaten while they cuddle
Now subtle differences got him
Running from images weird as it is
Circus mirrors are a serious fear of his
He stays a safe distance from the scary kid
His beard is big and he wears
A wig in public appearances
Here he ishalf alive in the flesh suit
Curious and appetized by the fresh fruit
Served on a dish at his nightly help group
Who dreamt of catching better Z's? Most
People would've slept through it
If you ain't been through it
Then you don't know the way the days
Just waste away a change of
Pace needs to take place
I play with razor blades and I shake
Until I shave my face and the break
Of day lights flicker on the frame
Of a light sleeperwatching sports
In a stained wife beater and boxer shorts
Sun rays creep in between the
Uneven slides of venetian blinds
And it sees signs of struggle
He hides a bundle of
Demons behind the stubble
Sleep dehydrates him 'til the
Dreams dry and crumble
Bleeding from his eyes
The scene of the crime's a puddle
Where he cries Uncleand doesn't
Realize he's lovable
Lover girl doesn't purr because she sees
Something of hers stuck in a world
That needs to be freed
This cat's got tongues tied 'til she leaves
A curiosity that could kill an entire species
"See these fingers of mine?" Yes
"It's time to see if one of them fit's
The dark ring around your eyes" She says
So she sends me to a
Guy who signs permission slips
And if his finger fit's
He's going to poke inside
To see what's alive
So I went to where she sent me
Only to find a blind man
With worn down fingertips
And his neck was a library
Full of razor bumbs he placed a cup on a
Tabled labeled "Talk to Me"
And he snuck a smile passed the
Customs of his scruffy face
He just stared in my
General direction and said