Athlete from Stale Mates by Yachtburner
I fuck like a genius – think like an athlete.
Making dumb promises I know that I can't keep.
My skin gets repurposed, poison floats to the surface,
I'm burning to hurt you but I know it ain't worth this.
Awake all night at bus stations, leaving drips on cold pavement,
Had an idea but I think it got taken,
By men I don't trust when I got complacent,
Journey to the end/Fuck til I'm vacant.
These hills are delightful, full of spiteful sex
We stay up all night tryna transmit the hex,
Rub it off me and back onto the ex,
It never works – onto the next
Searching through sheets, for the new stable
Someplace for the manger – fuck all the neighbours
Stretching myself across time and the suburbs
An athlete for torture a loser to love her
Tracklist
| 2. | Athlete | 3:37 |
Credits
from Stale Mates,
released November 23, 2015
