Psychic Hearts lyrics
by Thurston Moore
I know you have a f*cked up life
Growing up in a stupid town
Your mother was a mixed-up chick
And your father, he just f*cked around
A little too much for his own good
I'd kill the bast*rd if I could
I'd kill all the boys with their f*cked-up noise
And all the bullsh*t they seem to enjoy
The kids at school called you 'sl*t', nothing but
And what the f*ck are they into, the stupid fools?
Losers, as*h*les, suck all the luck out of the world
The world for you, if I can get it back to you, I will
And kick their asses all over town, all over town
I'll turn it over, and I don't even know you that well
What the hell, summer spell
What's it like going out, and no one knows what you're about
Abused and used and cut in two by hollow man with nothing to do?
Laugh all the time, try to get high, and try to hide behind the lie
They f*cked your head up, that's for sure
Your heart is ripped, now wrapped in fur
But you know that sex is pretty insane
And magic seems to kill the pain
And the things that go on inside your brain
Makes you seem to think that you're to blame
Don't think about it, throw it out
Love 'em all and say it loud
Fight the sc*mbags that slap you around
Scream, you're crazy, lost and found
We don't have to tell you what is right
We have all the faith that it was not right