Dead End Road
from Strange Apartments by Jak Locke
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lyrics
Baby you ain’t even heard the best yet:
You've never had the chance to meet yourself
Your mirror tells a different lie each Sunday
You ain’t got a thing besides your wealth
Now all that I remember is your body
Delusional illusions you could spare
The dimes for all the broke down offroad merchants
The entire broke down town don’t even care
You could do me nearly anything and think that I'd stand by
And you could run right off a mountain and think that you could fly
Baby now you got my shreds of remnants
Locked away inside some dresser drawer
Lonely lounging someplace by your radio
And praying you don’t need me anymore
Disjointed melodies, reminders
Of what you’d love to disclaim as your guilt
Wasting finely down like hourglass sand
Inside the ghetto palace that you’ve built
You could do me nearly anything and think that I'd stand by
So go and run right off the mountain and I will watch you die
Baby you could tear a man to pieces
As if you’re ignorant about your craft
The plastic hallway opens to your command
Corrosive wind in every mining shaft
And pointless, spent this anarchy of romance
To fill me up with temporary breath
In this absurdist carnival of wishgames
That, probably, I’ll play until my death
You've never had the chance to meet yourself
Your mirror tells a different lie each Sunday
You ain’t got a thing besides your wealth
Now all that I remember is your body
Delusional illusions you could spare
The dimes for all the broke down offroad merchants
The entire broke down town don’t even care
You could do me nearly anything and think that I'd stand by
And you could run right off a mountain and think that you could fly
Baby now you got my shreds of remnants
Locked away inside some dresser drawer
Lonely lounging someplace by your radio
And praying you don’t need me anymore
Disjointed melodies, reminders
Of what you’d love to disclaim as your guilt
Wasting finely down like hourglass sand
Inside the ghetto palace that you’ve built
You could do me nearly anything and think that I'd stand by
So go and run right off the mountain and I will watch you die
Baby you could tear a man to pieces
As if you’re ignorant about your craft
The plastic hallway opens to your command
Corrosive wind in every mining shaft
And pointless, spent this anarchy of romance
To fill me up with temporary breath
In this absurdist carnival of wishgames
That, probably, I’ll play until my death
credits
from Strange Apartments,
released November 18, 2002
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Jak Locke New Orleans, Louisiana
Jak Locke is a multi-genre songwriter and performer based in and native to New Orleans, LA.
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Nov 2023 -
Sep 2020 -
Aug 2018 -
Aug 2016
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