Age Of Spitting Lyrics - Singles - Discount

i've reached the age of discharge 

of spitting up what they put in 

you look at me all sigh and sigh 

ask me have i cut it 

yeah i cut it all the time 

break it right down to the skin 

scrape it down to the skin 

talking to the walls new turned 

i'm talking to your face 

i've reached the age of discharge 

digression had its years of storming backstage 

storming backstage 

folded arms all 

trembling 

dying just to 

dying just to crash you precious car 

i'm dying just to 

dying just to crash your precious car 

he never hears his own voice 

i brace my lips too tight 

half spent on hoping for it 

to go right just to fuck it up 

i can't hold my hands still 

so how could i ever hold yours 

i invited you over for a locked door 

don't get there 

don't get there with me 

dont get there 

don't get there with me