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No Time Flat Lyrics - Singles - Kevin Devine

Your skin's in my mouth but I'm thinkin' about 

Thousands of things that don't got your name 

So, I'm distant and weird we stop and you're all ears 

But how can I say 

 

I've just been thinking how it's harder every year 

To find excuses that'll keep me in the clear 

The arbitrary lines I impress in the sand 

The proof that piles in my trash can 

 

While the skin on my hands is looking older every day 

The lies I've told have turned to leather on my face 

The love I've lost has turned to needles in my heart 

But I'm to blame for all the bad parts 

They're the choices I've made, hey hey 

 

That's when I turn my face away and I watch the debates 

Now, I can't see straight 

Take abortion away and both sides are just the same 

So I'm not sure why I vote 'cause I just don't know 

What difference it makes 

 

It seems to me we get the same shit from them both 

Reform don't work I think it's time we tried revolt 

But I don't got the guts to jump up and go first 

So I just shout until my throat hurts and I curse and I curse 

 

At what we fucked up in Iraq, you say support the troops 

I do, I want them all brought back and every building 

That you bombed raised from the ground 

And pull your contractors the fuck out 

 

If you really go and reinstate the draft 

You'll straight away just split the country straight in half 

So try arresting everyone who sends their draft cards back 

I'll be returning mine in no time flat 

 

In a sense we're the same, struggling to save face 

It's a question of scope 

How far you're willing to go to make rights of your wrongs 

Despite the risk involved it's a question of faith 

 

'Cause if we wait until we've all been burned to ash 

To tell the truth about the shit buried in our past 

We'll split a taxi to that fire pit way down south 

So, let's rise up and open our mouths 

 

'Cause you remind me that it's harder every year 

To find excuses that'll keep me in the clear 

The arbitrary lines I impress in the sand 

The proof that piles in my trash can 

 

And if you really go and reinstate the draft 

You'll straight away just split the country straight in half 

So try arresting everyone who sends their draft cards back 

I'll be returning mine in no time flat 

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