Lyrics
Natives have a name for me but I can’t remember what it is
Some fucker took what’s mine and now he’s acting like she’s his
Your shifty friend gave you a cactus for a gift
Oh-oh, oh-oh
Such a stupid offering, what it’s meant to symbolize?
Hostile immobility, is that something to prize?
Floodlights generate a hum, render sleeping myth of man
Oh-oh, oh-oh
The morning finds me alive with my face pressed in a glass door
This summer’s been nothing but rain
Nature is writhing in her own filth again
Took the bus to Plaza de toros on a dare
You cried all through the bullfight and cursed me for taking you there
Riding back in silence to the hostel thinking only
Only estocadas