T.A.Y.L.O.R. - Kaonashi

6:06 AM, same old ways, school bus days

Freezing at the bus stop again.

Two headphones and zero friends

Breathing heat on my hands, overthinking a plan

Where do I sit?

Where do I stand?

This tangled iPod cord is playing Lorna Shore

When I feel a tap on my shoulder

He said, what are you listening to?

Which I replied Accumulatory Genophage with a straight face

I thought it would throw you off but you asked to listen

And in that moment I knew you’d be different, different

He said yo, what the fuck is this?

And then we started laughing

Bus picked us up and then we started chatting

You said your name was Taylor Oxford over the music

I said my name was Jamie and I tried to not look stupid

Cause I could feel, yeah I could feel Morgan

Cause I could feel, yeah I could feel

Cause I could feel the Trigger staring at me

Cause I could feel her staring at me

From the other side of the bus

Cold air on my face, I had to roll my window up

Now all I see is an open red flannel and a short dark haircut

Me and Taylor stare as she’s standing right over us

Open red flannel and a short dark haircut

Lorna cuts off as she takes my iPod touch and now it’s

64 whole gigs taken out my hoodie

16 feral kids taking off my hoodie

64 whole gigs taken out my hoodie

Whole bus laughing, everybody staring at me

I guess punks really do jump up to get beat down

Cause the second I got up she knocked my ass to the ground

And now my skinny jeans are dirty and my nose is fucked

And I’m still cold cause I never rolled my window up

Ever since that day

I swore I’d make them pay

Ever since that day

I swore I’d make them pay

Ever since that day

I swore I’d make them pay

I’ve got karma to burn.

You sowed it, now reap

An eye for an iPod.

Sounds fair to me

Just leave me alone