Doomtree - The Wren | Текст песни

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• Doomtree
• The Wren

Sims:
I'm in your garden now,
I picked them flowers out,
I went too far right now,
I meant we bottomed out,
You dig for higher ground,
You hit the fire now,
No time for stopping tore the wires out.

Dessa:
Ive got this music in my head,
Ive got this hole in my chest,
Ive got this bird in my hands,
That looks like its been crushed to death.
But its a players game,
Any other wicked token,
Keep one beneath your tongue for when your best gets broken.
I swallowed my tongue,
I bided my time,
Trying to get just this one thing right,
By the book but the hook just sends Im shook,
God knows Ill always bite.
Cause part of the fun is the road rash (yeah)
Feeling the gravel go past (yeah)
And I don't care what they say,
Theres no such thing as a clean break.

Sims
Youre too smart to say what you think
And Im too real not to say what I feel,
But when it starts to sink,
Ill grab the wheel,
Ill keep on steering for you,
Ill keep on steering for you.

Reap out the end if I could,
She walked with vengeance, walks good
She wants my head up on wood,
Lopping off the chopping block,
Shoulda stopped,
And watching red flags coming,
The red things a running,
Always heavy, heavy drops to the floor,
Locking the door,
And thats it,
Do't let her in,
No veteran,
Hello though, the L-O-V-O
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Back in the red again,
Latched to a skeleton
Old friend, relax and just settle in,
Enjoy that, bad medicine
Push it to the limits,
Good beginnings are the toughest ones to finish.

Dessa:
I found your pale faced blue lipped God,
Beneath the kitchen table.
Starving, and eating paper,
He showed me what you wrote and what you'd asked.
Love,
Nothing can live on prayers like that,
Love.

Its not vengeance and it's not bloodlust,
Justice is just a rule of law,
So hold down the magician,
The beautiful assistant,
Should get her turn with the saw.

Sims
Perocet, gauze,
She working them claws,
Only purpose to draw more bad blood,
Thats a sad war love,
You know that though,
You know those chains were self-imposed
Your words, my stinging molars,
Sing it slow,
Ill curse it while your world is sinking lower

Dessa
Rewind and watch it go backwards,
From last lines to first words,
The flash goes back in the camera,
the flask back in the handbag,
Dont ask,
How after one phone call.
He hit two lovebirds with only one stone wall

Sims
Valentines day at the dead letter office
Looking for my girl like yellow lead better, 214
She said she left to find the meaning of life,
Whatever that means,
I wonder where shes sleeping tonight.

I found your pale faced blue lipped God,
Beneath the kitchen table.
Starving, and eating paper,
He showed me what you wrote and what youd asked,
(Too smart to say what you think)
Love,
(Im too real not to say what I feel)
Nothing can live on prayers like that,
(When it starts to sink,)
Love.

I grab the wheel,
Ill keep on steering for you,
Ill keep on steering for you.

Im in your garden now,
I picked them flowers out,
I went too far right now,
I meant we bottomed out,
You dig for higher ground,
You hit the fire now,
No time for stopping tore the wires out.
(Wires out)
Im in over my head,
Over my head,
You dig me deep, deep, deep,

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