Minus Blindfold - Deftones

Done feeding, I leaned back head rested on the couch’s top

Must leave the house soon mean gone cause my pops he’s hot

Grab my blue backpack, My walkman, grip my bicycle

Because I know my friends are waiting at the door

I’m feeling loose like you — Just fucking around and shit

Til that comes fifty-five I’m twenty-six

Let me go I give more

And you know I fold I Come at me!

Come!

Come!

My activites don’t cross but they create

You know I want to pick you up But they don’t want you to Asking for it, like we got

Yes we cross but we create

You know I want to pick you up But they don’t want you — shit fuck’em

You let this screw I thought they knew you

But when you turned your back I know they’re going do You had to prove me right and then we did

And that son of a bitch he swerved almost hit two kids

I’m feeling heartless, I’m feeling hate

So when there’s nothin but the real swing in her fuckin

Rape!

No!

One!

Me!

no choice

Let me go I get bored

And you know I’m fuckin flown!

Come on!

Come!

Come!

My activities don’t cross but they create

You know I want to pick you up But they don’t want you to Yeah we cross but we create

You know I want to pick you up But they don’t want you — Burn

Let me go I give more

And you know — ohh

So good we could and

We learned to cry and

Lift me up Come on!

Come!

My activities don’t cross but they create

You know I want to pick you up But they don’t want you

Dis me court, like we got

Yeah we cross but we cried

You know I want to pick you up But they don’t want you — up!