And if you stay there, no one cares
These boxes I should probably recycle
This city has its share of stairs
I haven’t eaten in so long
Stoop kid’s afraid to leave his stoop
I’d like to travel the world, babe
But stoop kid's afraid to leave his stoop
The concrete breaks my heart again
Some kid walks by, I spit at them
The grocery store will still be there tomorrow
The concrete breaks my heart again
I want a therapist more fucked up than me
Stoop kid's afraid to leave his stoop
Because I look in your eyes like a deer looks into headlights
Stoop kid's afraid to leave his stoop
If I had a little time
Maybe I could start to find my way out
But every time I move my feet, dance my way onto the street
I lose it
There’s still beer cans on the step
I pretend that I have kept on purpose
But when the trashman comes around
I just start to feel so down I can’t move
I haven’t eaten in so long
Stoop kid’s afraid to leave his stoop
I’d like to travel the world, babe
But stoop kid's afraid to leave his stoop
But stoop kid's afraid to leave his stoop
But stoop kid's afraid to leave his stoop
But stoop kid's afraid to leave his stoop
But stoop kid's afraid to leave his stoop
But stoop kid's afraid to leave his stoop
But stoop kid's afraid to leave his stoop
But stoop kid's afraid to leave his stoop
This city has its share of stairs And if you stay there, no one cares These boxes I should probably recycle This city has its share of stairs I haven’t eaten in so long Stoop kid’s afraid to leave his stoop I’d like to travel the world, babe But stoop kid's afraid to leave his stoop The concrete breaks my heart again Some kid walks by, I spit at them The grocery store will still be there tomorrow The concrete breaks my heart again I want a therapist more fucked up than me Stoop kid's afraid to leave his stoop Because I look in your eyes like a deer looks into headlights Stoop kid's afraid to leave his stoop If I had a little time Maybe I could start to find my way out But every time I move my feet, dance my way onto the street I lose it There’s still beer cans on the step I pretend that I have kept on purpose But when the trashman comes around I just start to feel so down I can’t move I haven’t eaten in so long Stoop kid’s afraid to leave his stoop I’d like to travel the world, babe But stoop kid's afraid to leave his stoop But stoop kid's afraid to leave his stoop But stoop kid's afraid to leave his stoop But stoop kid's afraid to leave his stoop But stoop kid's afraid to leave his stoop But stoop kid's afraid to leave his stoop But stoop kid's afraid to leave his stoop But stoop kid's afraid to leave his stoop Explain Request ×
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