Sleep Kit - Jarred | Текст песни

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• Sleep Kit
• Jarred

Break the windshield, plough through my shoes
Indolently, upright
Purloin what isn’t mine to keep, neither yours to have

Valet, ranch hand, blindly you correct me
Numb my face, and flood me
Pulverize my second teeth, close the jar and seal me
Conservator, put me in a cupboard and keep me

A dog yapping in a sweltering car,
An ant performing in the spotlight of a magnifying glass
In past, present, permanent tense.