i was falling through the cracks now i m piling up bricks i was clutching for straws now i m gonna take the fifth i m gonna say nothing but my name and that will even be fake why d you think i came here in the first place piss on the angel tear down the statue of vance shove the hippies didgeridoo up their ass take away their hacky sacks that s what i m gonna do poison the reservoir and then i m gonna kiss you sitting on my porch staring at the lights of downtown someday we ll make it there someday we ll burn it down instead of running the gauntlet we ll walk hand in hand all three blocks and then back again eat pecans in the shell gonna walk around the lake sit in the sun and we re gonna eat grapes and go to the thomas wolfe museum when it s actually open we were falling through the cracks now we re starting a pit we were clutching for straws now we re gonna drink a fifth and then drink a few beers and sleep a little bit up in my attic
['orgcore', 'power-pop punk']