Spesus Christ - Truce | Текст песни

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My body shakes with age it knows it hasn’t yet accrued thanks to a second-hand smoking gun and bird in hand totals two, but the bird is just a buzzard it’s nothing I wanted to come and roost. now the swan i once gazed upon is just a barren goose.

chorus: it’s not so bad to recall with fondness, rather than to be appalled at our current state.

an eager ear will hear its wishes into wave forms eyes will see fish form a hailstorm, jail-born babies make the best litigators, blanket my day with a soft and gentle pain inside my stomach, something lived there once and mow it’s gone away to crawl under a porch and die.

(chorus)

we will get over it and become a little less young and trusting, we will not pine when looking back on times when we could think of nothing clever to say, and ends of days will make us cry quietly to ourselves but in the morning our face is always dry. i wish to a god i don’t believe in that we could just call a truce (repeat)

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