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The Weeks

Dear Bo Jackson

 

Dear Bo Jackson

(álbum: Dear Bo Jackson - 2013)


Well leaves, they shake within my body's core
Well I live a lie in some little house, it's gets better than growing old
We'll bend like trees, when all you see and want is freedom
These tongues, they twist, and jump from mouth to mouth like fleas
And at night they creep, and I'm the one who walks these streets
And my goal is sweet, but they kiss the hand that feeds
And at night they creep quieter than rats and thieves
And they'll bend the rules, dance around us while we sleep

Oh, I know I'ma be the one that's full of sinners and holes
No one knows, shake a little paper down the single is cold
I said, "It's no one's fault, cause you're the kinda scaring me that's shaking me off"
I said, "Oh, I know, it's cold"

My bones are weak, pieced together my body
Well I cut the cord that hanged me up, I kind of know that soul is leaving me
Well these floorboards creek, some holly heart come dance with me
And it's no one's fault, you can't get through paper walls
And they'll sweep these streets, wipe the sins from my body's
And my heart don't beat, it's buried down a couple feet
Well, I lied, it leaks, on a photograph you can't repeat
And they'll make us clean, wipe the blood from all my teeth

Oh, I know, I'ma be the one that's full of sinners and holes
No one knows, shake a little paper down the single is cold
I said, "It's no one's fault, cause you're the kinda scaring me that's shaking me off."
I said, "Oh, I know, it's cold"

Oh, I know I'ma be the one that's full of sinners and holes
No one knows, shake a little paper down the single is cold
I said, "It's no one's fault, cause you're the kinda scaring me that's shaking me off"
I said, "Oh, I know, it's cold"

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