lawrence arms - the march of the elephants lyrics

the cistern burns
with the sisters who learn
that certainty burns with a fist
the cyst of this growth is a hope
(against hope)
that i loathe, and steel my self to resist.

i am an animal, unprepared.
a club in a drawer full of silverware,
i m under there and breathily holding.
her underwear is deserving a scolding.

disgrace is the color of red that you re looking for.
i ll be wearing that working convenience store.
oh.

fuck all the garbage in unforgiving piles.
the landfills stretch out for ten thousand miles.
the cities wear a badge that differentiates
but it s the same exact shit that the dirt and sea hate.

i am an animal, unprepared.