Zachary Schomburg - Haircuts - 7 lyrics

A haircut is a lot to ask of anyone. I can see that now. L also cut mine once in the desert because I asked and I felt broken— because I asked and was broke. B waited his turn across from me with a can of beer. It wasn't the haircut I wanted—it was to have it cut, to be cared for, or thought of, to sit still when asked to, to live through the entirety of something.