Track A Tiger All These Accidents
you starve me in little ways but i don't mind. lie still
beneath the weight that keeps us on. so why is it
everything or nothing at all when all these accidents
seem so wrong? these little accidents they go on. they
can't go on. the hopeless comes in the night for another
round. at poor peace i sleep in this stranger's town. and
wait for you to throw me one last time because all these
accidents seem so wrong. these little accidents they go
on. all these accidents seem so wrong. they can't go on
