Keep Moving
Sage Francis
I keep moving
I go from house to house
I stay committed like one foot in, one foot out
I bounce
Yeah I'm leaving this place
Divorce papers falling out my briefcase
Miss Intuition, the half-truth harlot
Got her suspicions, lacks proof but wants it
I've been practicin' grabbin' the noose when the knot slips
Rewiring my mind to make the firing squad miss
And while they're busy reloading I'm decoding
The messages you sent with this key I keep holding
But it's a copy and the lock seems broken
Got me chokin' on discussions I cannot keep open
I'm fully clothed in this cock-tease moment
The last cigarette sits between my lips but I will not smoke it
While it dangled I got strangled by a second hand
Broke the ropes when I held my breath and let my chest expand
Threw the stogie to the lonely hitman for hire
Told him that he owed me, he showed me his hand's on fire
We didn't shake on it - he nodded, I nodded back
He lit the cigarette with his fingertips and dropped the gat
I started walking the tracks you should've tied me to
Waited for a train to hop but stopped to say good-bye to you
When I turned my head I heard what you said
"Murder him dead and try to do it with the girl in his bed"
So I fled
Remembered one should never look back
There's no direction home only blood on the tracks
Stuck in the past
I jetted and left the red footprints
For them to follow headed toward tomorrow
From the flask
That you bought me for my sober anniversary
Her dad tracks my scent, she's got her old man in search of me
He knows where I'm headed, he's been there
King of the home sits on his throne like it's an electric chair
I'm the heir to that domestic death sentence
I see people accepting lethal injections - dead in seconds
They confuse prison for a bed in breakfast
Used their one call on voicemail to see who left a message
Could it be her? Could it be!?
They're desperate
Mad at me cause they lack a strategy for exit
huh
Nobody pregnant, nobody get burped
I got lost on this head trip but won't talk to an expert
My legs hurt cos I've been walkin' with cement boots
Ever since you lured me to the water bed to get cute
She had a wet suit and dry disposition
But couldn't execute that type of mission
It's no small time thing organizing my ending
My book of life's a "Choose Your Own Adventure" with a circular section
You can tell your friends I walked all over you
But you know that's not what these boots were made to do
In fact, you had them crafted at the store
You said, "Baby, slip em on," I don't know what you take me for...
Knew what was up when som' felt nailed to the floor
And since the key didn't work I kicked my way through the door
I keep moving
I go from house to house
I stay committed like one foot in, one foot out
I bounce
Yeah I'm leaving this place
Divorce papers falling out my briefcase
I keep moving
I go from house to house
I stay committed like one foot in, one foot out
I bounce
Yeah I'm leaving this place
Divorce papers falling the fuck out my briefcase
I am no destination
I am just the journey
So don't go settling on me, love
No, don't go settling on me
Speak of me in your travels
Take pictures if you please
But don't go settling on me, love
No don't go settling on me
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