the fourth from SUN MILK by Little Kid

sperm swam at random
and you were born handsome
with a history of cancer
that weighs on your mind

and i was born ugly
so nobody loved me
but when you've got money
people are kind

but you're gonna die, "man"
like i'm gonna die, "man"
but i'll be covered in diamonds
while worms eat your eyes

when you least expect it
you might get your throat slit
on public transit
riding at night

you can cycle through chords
as i drum to the sound
of crying and gnashing of teeth
i'll just hang on the fourth
with my thumb in my mouth
it doesn't matter to me
it doesn't matter to me

so now when i'm riding
i try memorizing
all advertisements
they market to men

so when i see a product
i'll know that i want it
and reach for my wallet
to buy it again

you can cycle through chords
as i drum to the sound
of crying and gnashing of teeth
i'll just hang on the fourth
with my thumb in my mouth
it doesn't matter to me
it doesn't matter to me

• Folk
• indie rock
• Toronto