Sage Francis - Mourning Aftermath Lyrics

I know I look good stop sweatin' me

I'm makin' myself look pretty
I'm makin' myself look pretty for you
I'm makin' myself look prettier

Let me rub my back against
The notches on your bedpost
To scratch these afterthoughts off my
Flesh and shed ghosts
My head's close to your closet door
I've got the glass to my ear
My nose is in your
Business (I smell something fishy here)
I hear bones rattling poems battling
For space and time
Phones that'll ring when I make
Judgment calls with pick-up lines
Sexual hang-ups leave me waiting
Nude and while alone
It gets aggrivating masterbating to
A dial tone
I'm the home to run-away trains of thought
My one track mind is a
Collision intercourse where victim's cross
Bedroom eyesuncross their legs
Exposing inner thighs i disrobe and show my
Most convincing disguise
I've lived so many lives each death
Has left my face scarred
Hid so many lies under my breath
That I can't face God
Dig into my mind deep enough
You'll find a graveyard
I get nervous bodies will resurface
Every time it rains hard "Don't cry
Girl" Let me outline your short comings
My world is full of them and
They're all in the long runnings
It's all fun and games it's all done
In vain it's all a -ing shame
I ain't the one but I'm
The one to complain?
Make love to the present, fuck the past
Make love to the present
Fuck the pastNothing lasts
Don't you dare worry about
The morning aftermath

I'm makin' myself look pretty
I'm makin' myself look pretty for you
I'm makin' myself look prettier

Taking an acid bath
Pissing on the shower curtain
The gal just laughs and starts
Dissing my towel turban
I had to ask if she knew
How to listen now I'm certain
Now my task is just to get up
In her like I was a surgeon!
I'm a virgin who makes exceptions at sunset
My dirty skin gets cleansed
By the summer sweat
"Self, have some respect! I don't
Need you new and clean
But I don't want the procedure routine!"
A screw machine!with a few bolts
Looserobot response touch tone hair trigger
Happy-go-lucky emotion monger wants
A love poem
Run homedip into your closet and jump bones
Your secret admirer's stuck higher
Up and he's unknown
Looking down on youcan you bare
The burden?my ears are hurting
I found a few gears are turning
With squeaky wheelsthey get the grease
Cuz it's a damn nuisance
Understand the blueprints for
Our mechanical movements
It never ran smooth since we abused the Earth
Grabbed a hand full of pubics
And removed the turf refused it's worth
We lose our shirtsshe assumed the worst
And needed proof of birth?
I'm leaving this universe
It seems doomed and cursedsee if you
Come first then come fast
ComplainConstrainConstantly ask
Complicated questions contain
Scientific answers in your flask
Come and bring us
(Confidence) cunnilingus (Compliments)
Come to thank us went from
Guilty conscienceness to common sense
Our Common ground meat from man made concrete
Make love to the present, fuck the past
Make love to the present
Fuck the pastNothing lasts
Don't you dare worry about
The morning aftermath

I'm makin' myself look pretty
I'm makin' myself look pretty for you
I'm makin' myself look prettier