Letra de Chase Scene - Broken Social Scene

All the dirty fingers picking up finds
Bruised with a motherless childish mind
To be kind in the line of design
without a proper subject
Got all apologies
Signed up to steal
Prednisone body
Topic of ill for the chill and the thrill of the kill
I see my woman calling
Cause I licked a little skin
Like a fear in my bed
Spilt all the toxic cream of my dead
To be bled or fed in the spread
Of equal wrong talking
Spoon me like a stereotype
Rigging the race
Believing in a feather
Particular face
With the grace for the trace to embrace
The frontal feel falling
I think I'm ready to go
I think I'm ready to fight for the seed of my life
Yeah I'm ready to go
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Yeah I'm ready to fight for the seed of my life
If the caterpillar cat turns free to a whore
The idea that there's a seventeenth floor to explore
Like hardcore for the more
And never seem to free it
Cause I gave a little long
Yeah I gave it a shot
Bought me some land
And a beautiful plot
With a hot who was not to be got
By easy thinking thumbing
Bottled up can
Will eat through your life
Down with the deed of killing a wife
With a knife who thinks twice to the wise
I think my woman's calling
Yeah I'm ready to go
Yeah I'm ready to fight
For the seed of my life
I think I'm ready to go
I think I'm ready to fight
For the seed of my life