
Date of issue: 05.10.2014
Song language: English
Breadwinner |
The languid this rock is the water it touches |
The surface to crack and turn round |
No idle reflections to mute my perfection |
But shrink and blow all the way down |
Here’s what I see, what came down is too easy |
Reflections to crumble or turn round |
Here’s what I need, but be proud, it’s too early |
For nothing to work out somehow |
Tied down to the easels to lean against greater times |
One where the theories are there |
No eager commitment to place the indifferent |
Shoot all the feelings that came |
Here’s what I see, what came down is too easy |
Reflections to crumble or turn round |
Here’s what I need, but be proud, it’s too early |
For nothing to work out somehow |
Here’s what I see, what came down is too easy |
Reflections to crumble or turn round |
Here’s what I need, but be proud, it’s too early |
For nothing to work out somehow |
I am no breadwinner |
I have no hands leading me somewhere |
Confront my daily lie |
It’s grown from frail to delirium |
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Filthy Believer | 2014 |
Safe Ground | 2014 |
Wdsg? | 2018 |
We're Like the Hard Born | 2014 |