Travel Map Songtext
von Hip Hatchet

My lungs were hanging heavy and my neck was swollen shut
I was keeping it together like a real man must
Shaking hands from drinking or tired eyes from sleep
Deprived over the course of the past several weeks
I was talking to a girl with a view on the world
As ragged as my jacket and as narrow as the words
I fed to her and hoped she′d see the man I'd hid beneath
Tender as a traveler that offered up to her

Use my bag as a travel bag
You could dig your fingers into places you would like to go
You could undress your hair and be naked
Only for me and nobody else
Let your tongue have one look
Let it seal my skin like an envelope must
Oh, be sent away towards better days
When you will laugh at all my desperate praise


The coffee in this place must be fucking laced
I feel like I might puke and I can′t concentrate
On the who, the what, when, where and how
And lips that rested on
My shoulders only days before when I thought we were strong
And I know I was pushing harder than any laborer on Earth
Lifting with my back and just begging to get hurt
Submerge it all in water, let the ink bleed out
All locations slowly fading as the desire turns to doubt

Use my bag as a travel bag
You could dig your fingers into places you would like to go
You could undress your hair and be naked
Only for me and nobody else
Let your tongue have one look
Let it seal my skin just like an envelope must
Oh, be sent away towards better days
When you will laugh at all my desperate praise