Perfect Depth Songtext
von Pavement

Slow-mo
Got his hand stuck in the kitchen sink
It was his birthday tomorrow
And he couldn′t resist
But he never found a sign on his second skin
At least he knows how the other half lives
Inside a little room about four inches wide


With windows glued shut
And air that stinks
But he only saw the kitchen
And the bath
He should be thankful
Oh, so thankful

Never wasted
Oh, it precious time
Like I wasted, I wasted
All your precious time
Precious time

Was a sorry thing to do
Was a sorry thing for you
'Cause I wasted
I wasted
I wasted it all on you!