Birdy - Skinny Love(Instrumental) | Текст песни

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• Birdy
• Skinny Love(Instrumental)

Come on skinny love, just last the year

Pour a little salt, we were never here

Staring at the sink of blood and crushed veneer

I tell my love to wreck it all

Cut out all the ropes and let me fall

Right in the moment this order's tall

And I told you to be patient and I told you to be fine

And I told you to be balanced and I told you to be kind

And in the morning I'll be with you

But it will be a different kind

Cause I'll be holding all the tickets

And you'll be owning all the fines

Come on, skinny love, what happened here

Suckle on the hope in lite brassiere

Sullen load is full,

So slow on the split

And I told you to be patient and I told you to be fine

And I told you to be balanced and I told you to be kind

Now all your love is wasted, then who the hell was I?

Cause now I'm breaking at the britches

And at the end of all your lines

Who will love you?

Who will fight?

And who will fall, far behind?