Tin Strong – Calibretto 13 – letras

these tin men are no nonsensenot the happiest thingthey make the call between black and whiteand what grey is bore in betweenand they say kids your age shouldbe reaching for the streetlightswhile banking on their reproductive organsand the work week’s guiding lightthis is the bound and tiredoath/anthem of our agedan approximate and fearfulwild of hooks to belt from cagedby bills and bills and bills then willtil nerve-ed and one-namedyou thief the you that nothing can pill tameand sleep the sleep of cured kill refrain