Letra da Música John McClane (Feat. Chris Conley & Matt Pryor) de Say Anything

Tiny man, chubby man, trembling scruffy
lazy man sculpting with my puffy hands
an idol to my pride's demands

Tonight, I need to be redeemed
I'm in the nude, inhaling ice cream, talking to my dogs
See something I can believe in
Its the just in the jolt that I'm reading
Chew at the seam of this fracture
It's just the freedom I'm after

One night I'll fail to remember
One night apart from my gender
No phallic need for ambition
Help me escape from this kitchen

I'm wasted. I taste it. Tiny mind
Someone flog my tiny mind
The internet has humped me blind
I think i smoked too much this time
I hear the call of something pure, luring me out of my door
so I'm headed out now i
nto the throb of no culture; into the wreckage of altars

An altered state and an ending
No petty putrid pretending
Lets band together and belt it out
to the marrow they melted
You've got a finger, now use it
No need for ambivalent music

And she said
"You're on my tongue like a tab of poison
I'm gonna wake with an anvil brain so if you want
stumble home with me, boy
I'll be the Ripley to your john McClane
Oh god amnesia is a revelation
I chew the root and the White House burns
and as my eyes tumble back in my head, my fate erupts
And my insides churn you out. "