stoop kid

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 across 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