A Detailed And Poetic Physical Threat To The Person Who Intentionally Vandalized My 1994 Dodge Intrepid Behind Kate’s Apartment Pet Symmetry
[Verse 1]
Chipped paint, Carroll's gonna turn into dust
An old saint, a silver surface worn into rust
From long nights in a neighborhood I started to trust
To you, it's just Scotch Tape and a heightened sense of cowardly pride
A u-lock, some entitlement to keep by your side
A felt pen, a detour from your morning ride
And what's left behind with your note
It's the reason I'll be running so late
A fine point to write off what I'll draw on today
And draft out the storyline to acting my age
To which I say:
[Chorus]
(Whoa oh oh oh oh)
Have you ever felt your perfect teeth
(Whoa oh oh oh oh)
Make a connection with Chicago concrete?
[Verse 2]
It's messed up
You always can become what you hate
It's bad luck or intention for attention's sake
It's so fucked you couldn't say this straight to my face
To which I say:
Chipped paint, Carroll's gonna turn into dust
An old saint, a silver surface worn into rust
From long nights in a neighborhood I started to trust
To you, it's just Scotch Tape and a heightened sense of cowardly pride
A u-lock, some entitlement to keep by your side
A felt pen, a detour from your morning ride
And what's left behind with your note
It's the reason I'll be running so late
A fine point to write off what I'll draw on today
And draft out the storyline to acting my age
To which I say:
[Chorus]
(Whoa oh oh oh oh)
Have you ever felt your perfect teeth
(Whoa oh oh oh oh)
Make a connection with Chicago concrete?
[Verse 2]
It's messed up
You always can become what you hate
It's bad luck or intention for attention's sake
It's so fucked you couldn't say this straight to my face
To which I say:
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