Dessa - Veteran lyrics

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Dessa - Veteran lyrics

This is a whisper into your satellite dish This is a d**h threat in cross-stitch And I demand a hostage And then I want a motor boat And then I'll let your hostage go It's like life is a d**hbound train And every day is just a stop along the way And every era is the modern age for the people in it Every prayer is paramount to the owner of the steepled fingers I knew better, but I'd hoped for better boy boy I'd hoped for better than this A veteran never forgets no matter what she forgives No matter what she forgives and I knew better, but I'd hoped for better boy boy I'd hope for better than this A veteran never forgets no matter what she forgives Like opportunity knocks Misfortune will pick the lock And pick your pockets Pick your boys and boys here will pick it for ya Sure your habit diet's hard But your bottle k**s easy See me cut my coke with careful and cut careful with grandiasm You don't cut for me He's been good to me oh he has He doesn't cut for me, doesn't cook for me Princeton, Minnesota And to everybody talking about my tits I guess that it's Because you can't find sh** to dis About the way that I spit I'll blow my nick for kicks Another feel that you couldn't cop But I got sh** to do with vultures While you're f**ing around with photoshop The road don't stop while you go out to take a breather Maybe I'm an overeager emo alcoholic with a nice chest and press list Or maybe you're just jealous. I knew better, but I'd hoped for better boy boy I'd hoped for better than this A veteran never forgets no matter what she forgives No matter what she forgives and I knew better, but I'd hoped for better boy boy I'd hope for better than this A veteran never forgets no matter what she forgives Shake me, and hear the filament rattle Nobody can save me from this bit of the battle My pride is like an ember and my chest is as my blood is burning See if you can forgive me my tongue is in my cheek I'm turning Hurts me just to think of one more courtesy before the king These knees don't bend easy please receive me on my feet I pull my shadow off the street But believe you don't want to follow me, these hollow veins Walk around in color 3-D Just to see how petty the daily drama and diorama really can be I'll pull a Peter Pan and set you free And when you can, see what you can do for me A quiet night before the crackle of my fuse lit A vocal booth is just another padded room, sh** A quiet night before the crackle of my fuse lit A vocal booth is just another padded room kid Put all your worries away For all the noise you make Put all your worries away For all I knew better, but I'd hoped for better boy boy I'd hoped for better than this A veteran never forgets no matter what she forgives