Condition Oakland Lyrics by Jawbreaker
All Jawbreaker Lyricsperformed by : Jawbreaker
language : english
added on : March 22, 2009
modified on : September 15, 2009
Condition Oakland
I rode down to the tracks. Thinking they might sing to me. But they juststared back. Broken, trainless, and black as night. Climbed out on to my roof.
So I'd be a poet in the night. Beat the walls off my room. I saw the big room
that is this life. This is my condition: Naked and hysterical, reaching to
grab a hand that I just slapped back at. This is my condition: Desparate,
alone, without an excuse. I try to explain. Christ, what's the use? Read and I
left so small. Some words keep speaking when you close the book. Drank and
just about smiled. Then I remembered us in that bed. Put my ear to the door. I
just heard hot rods and gunshots and sirens. People kill me these days.
There's keys in their eyes but they lock from the inside.