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there's coal dust in my lungs and I wake up rotten to the core / cast my nets out for something real, only pulled bones back to the shore / and these places I've grown up in don't feel so familiar anymore / my car can't sputter me anywhere I've never been before
soldiers in planes and policemen in their cars / my grandparents in caskets and my best friend a bit too far / and me I'm in a cubicle and driving a company car / you can pay your bills with arms and legs but you can't keep your heart
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Grave
03:44
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i am so cold in this house
i am so young behind these eyes
far too childish, am i right?
i know i am
there's a great open hole
it's a grave at me feet
please don't push me
i'm losing balance
i'm losing sleep
losing me
cut all my ties
burn my bridges down
leave me only ground
to stand on
where i can sow some new seeds
to replace this wilted stem i call my backbone
cut out this withered heart
press it to pages you'll look at every now and then
i am so cold in this house
i am so young behind these eyes
far to childish, am i right?
i know i am, i'm right.
there's a great open hole
it's a grave at my feet
please don't push me
i'm losing balance
losing sleep
losing me
i've lost you
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