Текст песни Still Commit Crimes - Good Morning

Keep sitting silent in an empty space
Fear replaced violence in a state of grace
Reapply pressure, once bit once shy
I inhale your kisses, I inhale them twice
We still do things like beforehand
Still prone to settling in
We still commit crimes like magic and slight of hand

Voice ringing out right across the land
You called me a faggot so I shook your hand
Rip it like a bandaid, lap it up like milk
You choose your own adventure or you learn some skills
He still can't make you love him
Still can't get it up
He still sits around and waits for an event or just anything at all to happen

Easy...
Do you wish you'd left way back in 2010
When maybe things might have been a little bit easier on you?

Down by the checkout over the aisle
You settle for an inch when you get a mile
I can't connect, no I won't relate
I don't want to love what you tolerate
We're still not a republic
Still not accepting your demands
They still commit crimes like magic and slight of hand
But only when they're around you