Moving Target

We worked for a long time
Now we're coming home with our dicks in our hands
I am speaking in another language
So that you don't understand
You'll sneak around it or try and make it easy
Try and say you knew it all along
It was so hard to open up my mouth
Please don't undermine my resolve
I slipped out
And as soon I'd gotten to the street
I wish that I had stayed
And my phone didn't recognize my fingers
Just something quizzical had changed
I remember drinking with my friends
I remember nearly drowning in the back
Some people dress up and go and find the future
Others just drool over the past
I'll check it over one more time
Before I turn it into birdseed
Wriggle out and leave behind
A shell for someone else to use
We worked for a long time
Now we're coming home with our dicks in our hands
You're just staring at the air above me
Like something's coming in to land
I'll check it over one more time
Before I turn it into birdseed
Wriggle out and leave behind
A shell for someone else to use
Double vision
Sick and tired
What is it really?
Why is it always
A moving target?
In and out
It should be easy
Maybe you don't grow