Lyrics Slint - P.O.S

Slint

This place is down, it’s up to see
Got some mysteries out with
It’s a question of pride, forget you not
Take me four leaf clover with
I see your face etched in stain glass, angelic
Meant that as measurement
Angelic, fuck you can’t spell it
Close to the heaven when coppin' that droppin flu
Particular like Bob Dylan’s talkin' crew
It’s all pros when shootin'
That’s your speech impediment
Talk in little circles, codes
Until you can gel it, and keep 'em distant
'til you collide with
People, places, villains, keep persistent
Gotta keep the curvage convincing
Got you sayin' smoking regrets
Clingin' to an empty lighter
Burn up all your cigarettes
The tar’ll stay inside your lungs
Pull tighter
It’s got me sickly, give me time, love, trust
And a bouquet and forgive me quickly
So I’m-I'm pullin' petals like
She loves me not, she loves me not
She loves me not enough to stop herself
We like it awkward hot
I’m thinkin' stop, thinkin' thoughts
Like this clock’s tickin', plot thickens
When she drops a kiss, I pick it up
Like «Hey, I think you lost this, miss»
Got me wishin'
But to you, our silent speech was tongue n' cheek
Makin' true feelings hard to reach from toe n' cheek
From high intensity to barely touch, to barely speak
Speak, please speak, say somethin' monumental
Pretend your- Pretend your kindest words were accidental
Pretend I’m dead, I’ll do the same for you
In fact, lets make a toast to us, infatuation with a ghost
This place is down, it’s up to see
left us thinkin'
were blind
Compromising
It’s never a crime, what’s to say?
Choose wise, damned is the fool
Who’s battery burns to long to be cool
So take it in stride, so you can
You’ll be damned to repeat it