Manners by New Madrid Lyrics

Spit fire, pretend you’re nice, pretend all of you lies white
And if the color’s plain to see, it might just you’re being mean
And if lately all you do – summarize simple truths
Slack off, don’t get caught
Hide behind my manners, nah
Just crawled out and looked back and
Everybody’s body claps and there is open
And (innocence) in a sense off myself
Ignore myself, run forest
Sawed down, hold my head
Up off the ground
I’ll cut loose and off I’ll sail