Milk Crates

Pigeon Pit

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    Like a dog tugging on a rope
    I don't even know-

    Is that a tree?

    Like a dog tugging on a rope
    I don't even know where I'd go if they let go
    In my selfish narrow mindedness
    They put up a chain link fence
    Now there's nothing I can do but bark my head off

    But we're not fucking playing
    I got these teeth for a reason
    I know that it's life or death, I can't forget it
    I lie down and you kiss my forehead
    I tell you I'm just fucking exhausted from work
    I don't wanna get drunk, I don't wanna go out
    It feels like survival just isn't enough, is it?

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    The winter passes
    My jaw unclenches
    The ferns outside my window learn to open up

    And there are things in your life
    That you were made to run away from
    But it's not your grief, or your pain
    Or any other kind of love
    I let go of my hold on a happy ending
    When you're backed into a corner. There's no horizon
    Where I once felt despair now I feel free

    I put my trust in broken milk crates
    Underneath the trestle by the vet's hall, a call for help in markal
    I found your mouth under the blankets
    This might be the last night I can taste country duets and inhalants

    I put my trust in broken milk crates
    Underneath the trestle by the vet's hall, a call for help in markal
    I found your mouth under the blankets
    This might be the last night I can taste country duets and inhalants

    I put my trust in broken milk crates (no job, no place to get away from)
    Underneath the trestle by the vet's hall, a call for help in markal (I've been to a world worth living in)
    I found your mouth under the blankets (no rent, no lies to memorize)
    This might be the last night I can taste country duets and inhalants (no fucked up world to drown out)

    I put my trust in broken milk crates (no job, no place to get away from)
    Underneath the trestle by the vet's hall, a call for help in markal (I've been to a world worth living in)
    I found your mouth under the blankets (no rent, no lies to memorize)
    This might be the last night I can taste country duets and inhalants (no fucked up world to drown out)

    No job, no place to get away from
    I've been to a world worth living in
    No rent, no lies to memorize
    No fucked up world to drown out

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    Composición: Saoirse Lomes Oleander

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