Noise from the Hallway
shaving cream and razor blades
make rashes on my skin
I’ve grown a beard, so
it seems like I fit in
I’m being flung into the same old spin
But it seems like I fit in
as a child I was stuttering
I often had to cave in
for a while I gave up talking
threw words I knew in the bin
I’m still a freak to you
but I ain’t lefthanded nor numb
Skip toorrow with a skippingrope
spend the nights in your mothers coat
will this ever come to an end
or does it happen over and over again
I’m a queer in the backyard
where you want me to be
I’m hetero in the frontyard
though it’s clear to see
I ain’t like you
I ain’t like anyone else
noise from the hallway
a party upstairs
gel for my hairdo
but I ain’t going nowhere
a young face, a bald crown
and I ain’t going nowhere
skip tomorrow with a skipping rope
keep the warmth in your mothers coat
will this ever come to an end
or does it happen over and over again
by the means of every threat
for the blood on the floor
for the love in my heart
am I just a romantic whore
Im a mice in your treadmill
I want to tell you a thing or two
but i still keep my self from saying
what i really think about you
I hide my secrets in the bathtub
I hide my sorrows in the sink
I’m a sinner and a saint
can you find the missing link
I’ve always been too thorough
and i put on a smile for you
the smile that I borrowed
the last summery day in june
like my mothers uncle
schizophrenic and blue
like my fathers father
dying from solitude
like my french neighbour
on the 2. floor
is it all in my genes
that’s why I got all these flaws
well fuck you, there’s nothing in my genes
and I ain’t got no flaws