“We are like roses that have never bothered to bloom when we should have bloomed and it is as if the sun has become disgusted with waiting”.

12
Mai 13


and I watch you stumble

drunk out into the night

to cat call ladies

you're thirsty for blood, you're picking a fight

and I wanted to ask you

man, what do you do in the daylight


So bum me a cigarette, buy me a beer

till i'm happy to be here, happy to be here

with all of my family, hookers in heels

and the men who watch them like hungry black eels


Run into me sunday

tell me you had one hell of a time

and through the haze and the gun smoke, I'm forced to believe

you're probably right

And someone lies bleeding

someone got violent and did not think twice

and I watched you my brother, making a fool of the moon tonight


So bum me a cigarette, buy me a beer

till i'm happy to be here, happy to be here

with all of my family, hookers in heels

and the men who watch them like hungry black eels
am I just a spark?

Lyrics by Noah Gundersen/Letra da autoria de Noah Gundersen


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