Lyric Putting Down

Held a bird s egg between her breasts
there s reasons for the road, I guess
to document the indigenous,
to paint and sketch
paint and sketch
I m starting to fail to be impressed.

United state of ricochet
from the boardwalk to the Appian way
the diamond files, the corporate raves
you d practically kill
not to be afraid
and I m staring to choke
on the things I say

Putting down, I m putting down.
I m putting down.
I m putting down. I m putting down.
I m putting down.
I m putting down. I m putting down.
I m putting down.

Browbeaten out from underneath your dress
the documented indigenous civilization
flipped its desk
you know the rest, there is no rest
and I m starting to fail to know what s best.

Putting down, I m putting down.
I m putting down.
I m putting down. I m putting down.
I m putting down.
I m putting down. I m putting down.
I m putting down.