Lecture from Violence by Truck Violence

Steak’d from ear to ear in prayer like wooden spasticity
This gray that wriggles till pursed on my tongue
Same that might with a choke cherry plucked but
I need to say this
And so we’ll build a series of walls and
Take the days easy apart like stomping wasps

From the lecture to confessional
That doesn’t sound quite right
From the lecture to confessional
It’s gotta be around here somewhere
From the lecture to confessional
It doesn’t always add up
And from the lecture to confessional
I can’t always say it
And from the lecture to confessional

Isn’t it always too late
I did exactly what I wanted to
But the words
No I’m far too a coward to say

From the lecture to the confessional
And from the lecture to the confessional
And from the lecture to the confessional
And from the lecture to the confessional

Mine stood like copse leaden blue as
Sobers in shower and then comes the knowing and
The knowing and the knowing and the knowing and
I cannot extend my feelings to you wrapped pretty
All but the truth left on the table because
I did exactly what I wanted to
I did exactly what I wanted to
I did

Exactly what I wanted to
Exactly what I wanted to
Exactly what I wanted to
Exactly what I wanted to
…

From the lecture to confessional
Isn’t it always too late
From the lecture to confessional
Isn’t it always too late
From the lecture to confessional
Isn’t it always too late
From the lecture to confessional
Isn’t it always
Always too late
Isn’t it always too late

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