Anti-Anti

I huff gasoline from your shirt and blur the questions that no one could ever answer I empty my head of all that I know seems like the best view is the one from below we are anti-movements, we are anti-anti one time we believed but now we dont even try and I cant cut a rug, without my fashion drugs inebriation leads revelation gettin down in the town that makes no sound you say there's nothing wrong but I dont hear it I will burn your love letters in a parking deck where I have harbored great things that I will never confess we keep fresh paint on the countenance now we keep it simple but make it more complex we are anti-movements, we are anti-anti one time we believed but now its pa*sé and cliché and she'll say anything to make you move again but is it the truth? I dont care if it is