Kate has dolls eyes, a lion's heart, and a smile It's everything, everything They don't get about our great Midwest
The news came down, she picks me up We drive downtown or down south Kate, I said, my chest is knit So tight, from rib to rib, is this like dying?
Kate, I said, my chest is knit Like up so tight from rib across to rib And everyday i wake up sick
Kate, I said my chest is knit Up so tight from rib to rib And everyday i wake up sick The weight it sits so high and tight A cinderblock, like every night To fly a plane, but try to crash All the things i burned to ash Faces blank and fade away A nation state in chronic pain Your love's a lucky thing I get to take Since he died, i'll always hurt Still wake up and go to work Mind goes up, a burning house To stand outside with cottonmouth The world's a bear, i'm a mouse Still scared they'll flush me out
Kate, I said, my chest is knit Like up so tight from rib across to rib
She says, why don't we get some groceries? And what are we gonna wear on New Years? She says, why don't we get some groceries? What are we gonna wear on New Years Eve? Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa. |
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