Native Tongue

Текст песни My Kid Brother - Native Tongue

Caught you looking past my shoulder
Gonna tell you in my native tongue
If the rest doesn't twist then you know
That the wicked eat their young
People scratching just to taste it
Like they don't know right from wrong
But this place has a taste and the flavor's like the barrel of a gun

Standing in the sun soaked street
In the land of perfect teeth
Hate to say I told you so with such sincerity

Someone take me home
Cut me through the clouds
Back to Leesburg
I found out I'm a sentimental dog who comes around but don't belong
Someone take me home
Cut me through the clouds
Back to Leesburg
I found out I'm a sentimental dog who comes around but don't belong
I miss my native tongue

You're so desperate to impress us
Raise your finger, take a call
Felt so hip in your kicks
Couldn't wait to let me know how much they cost
Talk like you're so far above it
Guess that I should bite my tongue
To be fair we don't share much at all except the air inside our lungs

Standing in the sun soaked street
In the land of perfect teeth
Hate to say I told you so with such sincerity

Someone take me home
Cut me through the clouds
Back to Leesburg
I found out I'm a sentimental dog who comes around but don't belong
Someone take me home
Cut me through the clouds
Back to Leesburg
I found out I'm a sentimental dog who comes around but don't belong
I miss my native tongue

Standing in the sun soaked street
In the land of perfect teeth
Standing in the sun soaked street
In the land of perfect teeth
Standing in the sun soaked street
In the land of perfect teeth