Letra de Bad Patient
There's rain on the line between his ear and mine Lost in translation, bad patient I'm a terrier, a black sheep, half-relation He's French, a hack, white, Caucasian We fuck in sadness, a cold frustration Then we're fine for a while, our hearts adjacent He types, I read and we clash on the keys He corrects, I direct the bones of the text But he's silent, too ill, too fragile Too still and I'm violent and rash, slow down for the crash