Brutal Words Songtext
von Routine Layup

If I could get up my taste once more
For things that I gave up long ago
Before a race gave way to a war

We barely see a face no more
Tripping out ways through the end of days
Wish I′d known that it'd be such a bore

I′m rolling toward a liquor store
Justin died and so shall I
Lay some brutal words on the chords

Borrowed a book about Kurt Cobain
A single song on every page
But I'm stuck on the stomach pain


Wide eyed fellas casting shadows on carpet
Finding rumors under rugs and in walls
Who do I know brutal enough
To mow down you all?

Don't know what I′ve waited for
Keep a document on my desktop
A list of phone numbers to ignore

Let a curtain kill the sun once more
Got a riot on the fence
A neighbor banging on the door

Wide eyed fellas casting shadows on carpet
Finding rumors under rugs and in walls
Who do I know brutal enough
To mow down you all?

Wide eyed fellas casting shadows on carpet
Finding rumors under rugs and in walls
Who do I know brutal enough
To mow down you all?