Pash Rash
I've been doing this for half my years
I've been mouthing off in bars
Trading shame for self-respect
My trajectory is crystal clear
I can see it in the stars
That frame the shame above my neck
And the sky is always pitch black
When I sneak away, I only wanna come back and see your face again
I want to listen to The Cribs, my dear
While we make out in your car
Fuck the haters who object
They've overrated self-respect
The sky is always pitch black when I sneak away
I only wanna come back and see your face again
To see your face again, not borne on outer space
Through amoled displays
To see your face again
Writer/s: Jeff Rosenstock
