| Gimme one more of this one
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| I like the way that she stings like it’s only for me
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| Gimme one more of this one
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| I’ve got a long walk home, heard it’s gonna freeze
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| First night this year
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| Been getting ready for this, you could say I’ve been warned
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| Gonna be a long winter
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| Feeling lucky, look at all I’ve got to keep me warm
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| Let’s get it nice and warm
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| Cos I’m hating, all that I’ve been hoarding
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| So I’m making, room and then I board it up
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| I’m taking, everything outside
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| I just don’t know if I can fit, all of this shit down here in my fire pit
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| Come on let’s get this fucker lit
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| I guess it ain’t that hard
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| Give it up and it ain’t that hard anymore
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| Put the water in the body
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| Just hope these eyes don’t drop two feet on the floor
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| Old jeans and pictures
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| Sentimental, and I pile it on real thick
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| And this summer, it’s moving day
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| Stripping layer by layer, just me and the brick
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| I’m gonna have to work in shifts
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| Cos I’m hating, all that I’ve been hoarding
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| So I’m making, room and then I board it up
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| I’m taking, everything outside
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| I just don’t know if I can fit, all of this shit down here
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| It’s the pits, the places I hang out
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| Where all the bad thoughts are formed inside my mouth
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| And the stars they don’t glow, a moon that never showed
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| I am buried but I’m digging by your house
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| I am buried but I’ll dig, teach me how
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| Cos I’m hating, all that I’ve been hoarding
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| So I’m making, room and then I board it up
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| I’m taking, everything outside
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| I just don’t know if I can fit, all of this shit down here
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| Yes I’m hating, all that I’ve been hoarding
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| So I’m making, room and then I board it up
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| I’m taking, everything outside
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| I just don’t know if I can fit, all of this shit down here in my fire pit
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| Come on, let’s get this fucker lit |