BFG

(альбом: A Little Late - 2014)

These days never run from rain
Patter past pain see the sun will stain
Abundant blame, strange, never done the same way
Til it's too late to pray for the one again
Run away, run away, run away, run away...

I had an arrogant view til it happened to you
Stars stuck on the past and I'm staggering through
Feel these maddening moves, bruised, dangle the noose
But I still can't decide if the happening's true
Must be, must we love so much
It's fucked, I'm trusting my guts but my gut's corrupt
It's fucked, I'm doubling up, can't double my luck
It's fucked, the one I love [?], crumbled to dust
So what, so what I'm going to do now
There's nothing left
Stress pressing in my chest
'Til I'm puffing that cloud, feeling coming back round
Never loving that sound
It surrounds 'til I'm stuck in that ground
I drowned when you disappeared
I need you near, 'cos I'm the boy but you're the man I can't defeat the fear
Sailing and seeing tears
Sipping to be sincere
Steven need to keep it even 'til you re-appear
'Til you re-appear
I need to keep it even 'til you re-appear
To keep it clear
I need to keep it even 'til you re-appear

Everybody says I'm fucking sad
Of course I'm fucking sad, I miss my fucking dad
Of course I'm fucking sad, I miss my fucking dad

Everybody says I'm fucking sad
Of course I'm fucking sad, I miss my fucking dad
Of course I'm fucking sad, I miss my dad