Cold Lunch (Albert Brown Mortuary Dumpster Dive Remix) letra

(I always wanted to be the voice of the streets
But my father was a rabbi and my mother made beats,
I mean, books, and the kids on the streets always gave me dirty
Looks)

It's watching your own shadow on a dirt bike,
Get shot in the back under a street light.
When you arrive at the party, it will not be
Without a bullet in your back,
And a poem about death
And of course your walkman.

Why? - Letras

• 500 Fingernails
• A Little Titanic
• A Sky For Shoeing Horses Under
• Act Five
• Afterschool America
• Avril Lavigne Why?
• Bad Entropy
• Broken Crow
• Brook & Waxing
• By Torpedo or Crohn's
• Cold Lunch (Albert Brown Mortuary Dumpster Dive Remix)
• Crushed Bones
• Darla
• Dirty Glass
• Dream On Cortelyou
• Dumb Hummer
• Early Whitney
• Edam Or Bergkamp
• Exegesis
• Fall Saddles
• Fatalist Palmistry
• Fate
• Ferriswheel
• Forever
• Gemini (Birthday Song)
• Gnashville
• Good Friday
• Light Leaves
• Me On Beer
• Miss Ohios Nameless
• Not Enough Womb
• Pick Fights
• Rubber Traits
• Sanddollars
• Seventeen
• Shirtless, Sheetless And Sleepless
• Simeon's Dilemma
• Song Of The Sad Assassin
• Speech Bubbles
• The Fall Of Mr. Fifths
• The Hollows
• The Hoofs
• The Vowels Pt. 2
• These Few Presidents
• Twenty Eight
• Un Myung
• Unmyeong
• Waterfalls
• Weak Moon
• Whispers Into The Other
• Yes It Is
• Yo Yo Bye Bye