Auggie Boxers from Self-Titled by Julia's Cinema Fruit

flightless bird
fly closer to me fall far from the tree
i know you won't play nice
it's the cracks in the ceiling each time you get clipped
the beast is losing his gall
cluck twice like a rooster sit tall in your booster
and every egg's so small
pull aside from the office you decide when to open say aah

shapes circle us all
simmer on through the river straight across in the winter
hates the weather in the fall
when you can't seem to shiver it's a bitch you can't deliver
you're looking more like a squirrel
could chew right through you nibble on at your ego
wipe your mouth trail on
what a shame to miss your elbow it's a bridge straight to hell so

you left your pants at home
it's the most common nightmare shiver on in your underwear
a big cactus below
though its thighs make me tremble i can take a gallon of blood to go
and all our plans get blown
into piles of imprecision one more aborted mission
can't keep from slurping your straw
though the sound makes me tickle on the line for the whistle go aah

• Alternative
• fruit
• glendale pop
• guitar
• red
• rock and roll
• Los Angeles