lyrics
I fell asleep with the best of intentions and summer heat,
Just tight enough to make the skin pull over the sheets,
And to our favored house,
Lets board up the windows to not make a sound,
Cos' breaking ins so overrated when we need out,
I guess I'll never call it, you know I'll never call it home,
That's what you say,
So roll me up sh shake me out,
Another chance to be alone 's time well spent.
I'll be your habit when I'm needed with my hands around your neck, You're get getting the best of me,
Tell me if it hurts and does it mean it makes us desperate?
I'll be your habit when I'm needed if you lay these bones to rest
Tell me if it hurts and does it mean it makes us desperate
Invest a little time on me,
I'm breathing through whispers to watch you speak,
Just takes a night to make your skin crawl all over me,
Yesterday I took it on myself to make a point to say;
''These weathered spaces will never take the best of who I used to be''.
Are we desperate?
So go ahead and spill all of your sins, like you're never never ever gonna see me again.
Leading double lives in another room,
Ive kept this sunlight for way too long.
You're get getting the best of me.
credits
from
Keepsakes Volume #1,
track released July 10, 2015
Jim Carter - Vocals
Sam Bloor - Bass/Vocals
Damon Brough - Guitar
Glyn Mellor - Drums
Written, performed and recorded by The Overcast & Sam Bloor at Blossom Audio. All Rights Reserved 2015.
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