Violent Times
St. Vincent
3:58I have climbed power lines and mountains Just to feel above the ground I have crawled out your hallowed houses Just to feel my headache pound I feel like graffiti on a urinal in the abattoir Well, it goes and it goes I can't stop my legs, I can't feel my feet I own nothing and nothing owns me, me We're all born screaming We're all born screaming Aye-ah Aye-ah Aye-ah I have climbed into open arms They turned into a straitjacket Stolen hearts I didn't need, but Man, I always paid for them I was a pantomime of a modern girl Those were the days and I was miserable A karaoke version of Leonard's "Hallelujah" My whole damn life, I had never exhaled Well We're all born screaming We're all born screaming We're all (all) born (born) screaming We're all (all) born (born) screaming Aye-ah Well Aye-ah Well Well Well (Oh-oh) All born screaming All born screaming All born screaming All born screaming All born screaming All born screaming All born screaming All born screaming All born screaming All born screaming All born screaming All born screaming All born screaming All born screaming All born screaming All born screaming