Lonesome Wyatt and the Holy Spooks - Jealous | Текст песни

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• Lonesome Wyatt and the Holy Spooks
• Jealous

yes im jealous
im jealous of every
thing that you've ever done

well your paintings are all masterpieces
and im jealous of the way that yo0000u
im jealous of the way that you uhh

and though im not very sturdy
i'll gladly be your dead

and how many times have i woken to find that im not where i thought i was
well everything you say sounds like dylan thomas
im jealous of the way that you ooooohh oh
im jealous of the way that you talk

and though im not very handsome
ill glandly be your mirror
and though im not your mother
i still truely care about you

all these thoughts
are nothing more than ink in a bottomless well
and now that fire flies hunger
they hunger
for human love
and they see that your hand are open

and im jealous of the way that you crush them
im jealous of their blood on your fingers

and though im not very wise
ill gladly be your holy trinity
and though im still not your mother
feel free to bow and pray for me

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