LOVE - Sleater-Kinney

Raised outside the city

Came up in the void

Needed something sacred

Wanted to destroy

Heard you in my headphones

Slipped you my address

Call the doctor

Dig me outta this mess

Tuned it down to C

Turned the amp to 10

A basement of our own

A mission to begin

You and me

Strings and a melody

It took a little while

But now I see it’s

Love

Love

Calling card is empty

Sleeping in the van

But things are looking better

We’re only down a grand

Been to every state

From New York to insane

If I turn up any louder

I won’t know my own name

What’s

Love

Love

We can be young

And we can be old

As long as we have

Each other to hold

And we can be rough

And we can be smooth

There’s nothing to hide

And nothing to prove

Love

Love

Tired of being told

That this should be the end

But fighting is the fuel

And anger is a friend

There’s nothing more frightening

And nothing more obscene

Than a well-worn body

Demanding to be seen

Fuck

Love

Love

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