Presents from Second Family by Second Family

Fine dining before me, cutlery looks shiny and new. Here at the table we're still on vacation, but he was ready to brood.

Listen to what he will offer. It's cold and you can't find a job falling those trees with a steady vocation of axes and chainsaws.

Kay now we'll go to the party. Carry a drink in each hand. Talk to those girls like we've already met them then fall to pieces alone.

Wide awake in the morning, ideas ring in your head. What's all the point of this constant confronting when nothing will change in the end.

Hold on to all of those falling wages cause they will slip through your hands.
Steady the offer of unresting worry to feed your family.

I would've flaked and gone into the city just to please me. I wasn't taking too long a walk around into the spots you gotta know. Fuckin up in a world where we're too afraid to have a baby. I wasn't shaking. Recently I came back to this place we hide away.

I run away

• Rock
• dance
• hide&seek
• jangle
• pop
• Vancouver