Sloth Hands - One Four Five, 4 AM

So let's stumble our way through the words of John K. Samson
If it means that we could articulate this exhaustion
The younger sibling is downstairs watching reality TV
And on his lap he's watching the day's police footage

The people making minimum wage will talk about their own revolution
Or how their favorite movie star isn't sexy enough
And at 4am what I think is a portrait of a person on the side of the road
Turns out to be just another lamp post

And when Reconstruction Site ends and that 1, 4, 5 no longer plays
I realize that things aren't quite as bad as they might seem
Then I am woken by adrenaline as a I roll through that red light as a
Minivan side-swipes me I am taken to a foreign place

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Sloth Hands

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