This cistern burns
With the sisters who learn
That certainty burns with a fist
The cyst of this growth
The cyst of this growth
Is a hope (against hope)
That I loathe, and steel myself to resist

I am an animal, unprepared
A club in a drawer full of silverware
I'm under there and breathily holding
Her underwear is dexerving a scolding

Disgrace is the color of red that you're looking for
I'll be wearing that working convenience store

Fuck all the garbage in unforgiving piles
The landfills stretch out for ten thousand miles
The cities wear a badge that differentiates
But it's the same exact shit that the dirt and sea hate
I am an animal, unprepared
I am an animal, unprepared
I am an animal, unprepared

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    General Commentdefinently one of the more disturbing side of the lawrence arms ..this song is raw, straight up, and pretty much a fuck you to the society..I love it
    a_harknesson June 21, 2006   Link
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    General CommentWhat a great song, I love these guys, they are great.
    WARADEon August 15, 2007   Link

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