Beck
readymade
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An open road where I can breathe
Where the lowest low is callin' to me
I can pull myself back up, back down
Stuck together like a readymade
And nobody knows where we been
Cancelled rations are runnin' thin
Watches tick out of tune
Falling apart like a readymade
My bags are waiting in the next life
Rubbish piles fresh and plain
Empty boxes in a pawn shop brain
License plates stowaway
Standing in line like a readymade
And my bags are waiting in the next life
An open road where I can breathe
Where the lowest low is calling to me
I can pull myself back up, back down
Stuck together like a readymade
And my bags are waiting in the next life
- Album:
- Wow (Single)
- Dreams (Single)
- Morning Phase
- Looking for a Sign (Single)
- I Just Started Hating Some People Today (Single)
- Modern Guilt
- The Information
- Guero
- Sea Change
- Midnite Ventures
- Midnite Vultures
- Mutations
- Miscellaneous
- Odelay
- Mellow Gold
- One Foot In The Grave
- Stereopathetic Soulmanure
- A Western Harvest Field By Moonlight (EP)
- Golden Feelings
- We Like Folk...Who Cares...Destroy Us