I drank a quart of red wine
on Easter Sunday while I sat at a bullfight after being kicked off of the train
a ticket doesn't matter
without reservations
I have got a few
most of them concerning you
so like a matador you sidestep my advances with a mix of cruelty and grace.
I stagger to the hostel, a place I stayed 2 weeks before.
I'll sleep on the sofa if the beds are all filled up.
I'll dream symbolic battles
and die a hundred times or more
a sword between my shoulders and the crimson covers black.
SO like a metaphor you simplify solutions into something epic and absurd.
so like a melody, you drift intangible
unwanted (but unconsciously preferred).
So like a matador you sidestep my advances with a mix of cruelty and grace.
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I drank a quart of red wine
on Easter Sunday while I sat at a bullfight after being kicked off of the train
a ticket doesn't matter
without reservations
I have got a few
most of them concerning you
so like a matador you sidestep my advances with a mix of cruelty and grace.
I stagger to the hostel, a place I stayed 2 weeks before.
I'll sleep on the sofa if the beds are all filled up.
I'll dream symbolic battles
and die a hundred times or more
a sword between my shoulders and the crimson covers black.
SO like a metaphor you simplify solutions into something epic and absurd.
so like a melody, you drift intangible
unwanted (but unconsciously preferred).
So like a matador you sidestep my advances with a mix of cruelty and grace.
on Easter Sunday while I sat at a bullfight after being kicked off of the train
a ticket doesn't matter
without reservations
I have got a few
most of them concerning you
so like a matador you sidestep my advances with a mix of cruelty and grace.
I stagger to the hostel, a place I stayed 2 weeks before.
I'll sleep on the sofa if the beds are all filled up.
I'll dream symbolic battles
and die a hundred times or more
a sword between my shoulders and the crimson covers black.
SO like a metaphor you simplify solutions into something epic and absurd.
so like a melody, you drift intangible
unwanted (but unconsciously preferred).
So like a matador you sidestep my advances with a mix of cruelty and grace.