Like a ship stuck on the shore I've been waiting here for more In the sunlight splattered water See a daughter hug her father Somewhere there's a kid Realizing this is it Born under a weight Too heavy for our age
These couches are killing me But I've slept three sleeps this week in your queen You swear the vodka leaves us clean When we fall asleep before we brush our teeth
Like a letter in your drawer That will never reach their door In the starlight splattered rafters Hear the distant scattered laughter Some swear there's an itch Beneath their skin between their ribs Born inside a cage Our hearts still beat away
These couches are killing me But I've slept three sleeps this week in your queen You swear the vodka leaves us clean When we fall asleep before we brush our teeth
We weren't looking for meaning We were looking for relief We were looking for relief We were looking for relief We weren't looking for meaning We were looking for relief We weren't looking for meaning We were looking for reliefTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
