Superchunk - Every Single Instinct lyrics

Oh what did I think would happen? Bank robberies and a few drinks slip back in Every page torn out and a plaintive penciled-in doubt Color slides and India ink Landscapes strung up and still wet Form all ranges that lay flat Barely spring but green enough Obviously scarred but not too tough Every single instinct run them out like rags, every one I ever had Every fork and turn and following your lead, evergreens and a foam sea Formulas and foul lips tied in canvas bags shredded into tiny scabs Every single instinct run 'em out like rags, every one I ever had Every single instinct