Grip-tape – Calexico – letras

Wait to rise long after darkBeen asleep at least three solid daysWandering round this house just like a ghostSearching for something in this lifeThat would fill the holes and satisfyYour need to please everybody elseWhile your nerves shatter and fall apartWear out the grip-tape wrapped round your heartNow you’re dressed and ready for the killCheck if your friends are asleep in bedSame ones who left you to yourselfMake some noise and take a walk outsideAll those years you kept the pain insideStrangled any chance to love your ownAnd veer from your collision courseBut you’d rather go out in a ball of flameGrip-tape your name