1. Snake Oil Tanker
2. Southern Rock
3. Cooking Wine
4. For Your Lungs Only
Snake Oil Tanker
This time you've dug yourself an anchor too heavy
to move ahead with. Resembling a faker, charming snake oil tankers.
Don't let them strike you down. I know that you wish I was dead.
I know cause you told me last weekend. And christmas has never felt
colder. I've never felt colder. This time you've dug yourself
an anchor too heavy to move ahead with. Resembling a faker, charming
snake oil tankers. Don't let them strike you down. I know that
you wish I was dead. I know cause you told me last weekend.
And christmas has never felt colder. I haven't felt colder since.
Southern Rock
I can't believe my hearts still pounding.
Hard to believe how close I came. And meanwhile heavens falling.
The fallen angels flown away. And that'll be me someday. With
stolen wings, make evil ways. Straight south with the keys to the
pearly gates. Hard to believe my heart stopped pounding. I
can't believe I played this game. My worst nightmares became real.
I got so scared that I forgot my name. And that'll be me someday.
With stolen wings and evil ways. Straight south with the keys to
the pearly gates.
Cooking Wine
Sorry I'm late. I was out spoiling my liver.
I couldn't wait... the sun was up for far too long today. And I can't
see straight, but the two of you look awfully pretty. And I couldn't
wait... been awake for far too long today. And is it strong enough
to burn away the cooking wine? And I'm just tired enough, if I closed
my eyes I'll sleep for days... I'll sleep for days. Sorry I'm late.
I was out spoiling my liver. I couldn't wait... the sun was up for
far too long today. And I can't see straight, but the two of you
look awfully pretty... you're fucking beautiful. And is it strong
enough to burn away the cooking wine? And I'm just tired enough,
if I close my eyes I'll sleep for days... I'll sleep for days.
For Your Lungs Only
A right turn gone wrong. Nothing left but
the dust. Left to fill your lungs up. Have to choke, and choke,
and choke. Repercussion... what got us this form. Facilitation
for feeling listless. Repercussion... what got us this form.
Facilitation for feeling listless. The son sits out in the sun, and
that's when he calls 'father'. He realized a long time ago, he's
never coming home, no. Repercussion... what got us this form.
Facilitation for feeling listless. Repercussion... what got us this
form. Facilitation for feeling listless.