the itchy glowbo blow

still stepping over me

little

he needs

little

you may need

and you know how sometimes

when your face gives right in to him

you've chosen your life for your man

yea

and look at your goals

standing at his feet

sometimes he flailed

but you're glad he cares

but you're glad he

and you died sometimes

when your face gives right in to him

you've chosen your life for your man

yea

for him? for yourself?

futile

in love

futile is this fever

and you died

did i see dark lines?

so

what have you got now?

futile

in love

futile is this fever

the spirit of life fires me now

the spirit of life fires me now

the spirit of life fires me now

the spirit of life fires me