Mister Difficult from Foil Deer by Speedy Ortiz

Help, I am in megadebt and wanna sell at loss all of the septic lines I patched into the main event with some inane arresting glance. He gets why I play fight. I see Mr. Difficult, then it’s easy to be Mr. Difficult too. But it comes the time to call you out as someone I’m too hard to be about. Didactic ricochet. Whatever, teach. Get lost in mumbling mouth to wall. I’m just a ratchet kid that sits here stretching out my thighs between the drills. But I’d never flex for your benefit (though I always thought I’d be a benefit to you). I was never good at smoothing out the mumps and missiles I’m too hard about when it’s not hard for you too. They want the sportsman’s letter. I’ve already been there with limited editions you could never care for. But still beneath the poster bait I got the message. Boys be sensitive and girls be, be aggressive. But you’d never get hit without earning it and I only hit you first ‘cuz I deserved my own hit too. Still it comes the time to call you out since I’m the one that you should be about. But I’d never hit it for your benefit (though I always thought I’d be a benefit to you). And it’s always time to call you out since I’m the one that you should be about.

• Alternative
• indie rock
• rock
• Philadelphia