Desperation Mustache by These Stains Are Who I Am published on 2020-05-19T01:14:12Z The story of a boy and his mustache. There is so much out of my control these days I think I'm gonna cry I want something big to come along and change my ways But I don’t want to try Staring through the mirror at my face My barren upper lip will be the place (I'm gonna grow a) Desperation mustache Desperation mustache Desperation mustache Pencil thin, a waxéd spin, handles down to my chin It's unequivocal No follicle of doubt will sprout, oh it draws you in It’s so individual I'm not one to panic or be rash But it's too late, my razor's in the trash (I'm gonna grow a) Desperation mustache Desperation mustache Desperation mustache My desperation mustache will grow all by itself My desperation mustache will make me somebody else Oh it doesn’t seem so weird After the mustache I think I’ll grow a beard Weeks go by, dream slowly dies, I wonder if I’m cursed I think I'm gonna cry Patchy, scratchy, tacky, terse, oh it’s so much worse But look how hard I tried Staring through the mirror at my face Why can't something better take its place? (I'm gonna grow a) Desperation mustache Desperation mustache Desperation mustache Genre Rock
