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Joy Oladokun

Bread + Wine

 

Bread + Wine

(album: Carry - 2016)


What was your name?
I can't place it
I'm still wasted away in the taste of your skin
As we face the day
Your thoughts are racing
And I see you hesitating to let me in

But you don't have to say you love me, oh, just stay
I'm not saying we were heaven made
But our liquor gave me the wisdom
To know you've what I've been missing

We've all got an itch
That we need to satisfy
And you satisfied mine
Like bread and wine

We've all gotta live
According to our desire
And yours goes so well with mine
We're classic, like black and white

Say we're not to blame
Say our parents gave us reason
To believe the bars were made to break
Nothing gold can stay

And I'll say that pain
Is just a mask you wear
To distract from the fact
That your hands were holding onto this possibility

But you don't have to say you love me, oh, just stay
I'm not saying we were heaven made
But our liquor gave me the wisdom
To know you've what I've been missing

We've all got an itch
That we need to satisfy
And you satisfied mine
Like bread and wine

We've all gotta live
According to our desire
And yours goes so well with mine
We're classic, like black and white

Raise a glass the mask the feeling of coming disaster
Try to act as if all you've given doesn't matter
The past is past, but I have to ask
Is it really worth the way you feel
Walking home alone the morning after?

We've all got an itch
That we need to satisfy
And you satisfied mine
Like bread and wine

We've all gotta live
According to our desire
And yours goes so well with mine
We're classic, like black and white

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