May 6, 2010

I'm armed with the past, and the will, and a brick, I might not want you back but I want to kill him.

With a name like Frightened Rabbit, what's not to love?



Good arms verses bad arms will win hands down (down)
They are built to hold and fit,
Look how far they go around,

You don't need these now that you've found another pair
And the difference is astounding I should expect,
Except,

Leave the rest at arms length,
Keep your naked flesh under your favorite dress
And leave the rest at arms length,
When they reach out, don't touch them, don't touch them

I decided this decision some six months ago
So I'll stick to my guns but from now on it's war,
I'm armed with the past, and the will, and a brick,
I might not want you back but I want to kill him.

Leave the rest at arms length,
Keep your naked flesh under your favorite dress
And leave the rest at arms length,
When they reach out, don't touch them, don't touch them

And leave the rest at arms length,
Don't brush with him, he might have diseases,
And leave the rest at arms length,
Steer clear of the grasp girl, run, run away.

And leave the rest at arms length,
Just roll over, boy, and don't make me do this
And leave the rest at arms length,
I am armed to the teeth and I'm heavy set
And leave the rest at arms length,
I'm not ready to see you this happy
And leave the rest at arms length,
I am still in love with you (can't admit it yet)

—Frightened Rabbit / Good Arms Vs Bad Arms

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