Kamasutra - Out the Window
It's late in the eveningHotter than July
The mosquitoes are biting at my Adam’s apple
Causing me to crunch down on my cigarette, which hasn’t burnt out yet
And neither have I, neither have I
I don't wanna pinch pennies my whole life momma
I’ve been counting dimes just trying to stay alright, just trying to stay alright
Well, alright to me is throwing tv’s out the window
What if I fall short of you’re great design
And I want to fall inside a wormhole and sing crescendos
Travel through the dimensions of my mind
So what if I give up now and wait till the next life
Come back as a chimp throwing shit at the try-hards of my timeline
Time and space tripped me up like a shoelace and led me down a rabbit whole
In deep dark marinade
To ponder all the changes of my springtime mid-boyhood crisis
Oh what a heartache, oh what a heartache
Alright to me is throwing tv’s out the window
What if I fall short of you’re great design
And I want to fall inside a wormhole and sing crescendos
Travel through the dimensions of my mind
And I want to fall inside a wormhole and sing crescendos
Travel through the dimensions of my mind
So what if I give up now and wait till the next life
Come back as a chimp throwing shit at the try-hards of my timeline
Written by:
Thomas North
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