Propanolol Lyrics

Chauchat Propanolol

I was watching propaganda films
Hoping for direction at least
Because inspiration is a toy
I broke and I was only twelve
I lost my patience several times
Reading choleric reference in rhyme
Renderings of artful lies and they never caught on
I stuck my head inside of a trashcan
And pretend somehow I’m still there
Because everyone has ambitions
So good luck and take care of

And I can’t remember how to spell a name after it’s given
to me
Like everyone I place too much on a simple conversation
The difference is slight so I’d rather watch your lips
just shape the words instead of hearing them
I misplaced the thought
I was thinking of an earlier time when I was younger