Old Pride by Pianos Become The Teeth

Cripples Cant Shiver

by Pianos Become The Teeth· from Old Pride

Im looking more like you everyday old man, in every way Im feeling phantom pains from the fire youve dropped on your legs Im storing my uplifting-look backs for my time in that seat alone in your world, alone in your world just a wall away, angry at the stages of the day Your speech has gotten slow and youve lost so much weight The family knees have gotten weak The family skin has gotten languid If you put your gums in, and i let mine recede, if you keep your pride Ill be your eyes Ill save my temper, save my rage for the hot on your hands because cripples cant shiver 6 hours 6 hours 6 hours Of telling fields our health deserves more, Please don't disappear with the room, please dont give up on going out Spending time at a split foyer choosing up or down Ive waited, he never came, Im assuming life fair The mold promises these sheets stay damp so my lungs wont last But i swear I'd at least break the fingers of the hand that dealt this to you