FF=66
by Jawbox
From the album: For Your Own Special Sweetheart
Track 1 of 13 on For Your Own Special Sweetheart (1994).
Duration: 2:41
Lyrics for FF=66
(He invites the storm. He lives by instinct, With fears that are not fears, But prickles of ecstacy.) This code is cracked! I don't expect Whatever I spat out to stick Awash in the signs, Sick from the lack. Spliced in, Spliced in Second-hand words and screen for skin. Forcing out sounds, Facing outside Again. Reified and refined, Blurring every line. Just want a way not to be what gets sold to me. FF=66 explains you're sick. Spins on the axis od promise And lick lack luck Reveals all tricks.