Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song December's Traditions, artist - Frightened Rabbit. Date of issue: 31.01.2013
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
December's Traditions |
| December’s traditions suck the last of summer from our cheeks |
| Draws the curtains, strips the trees |
| In so-called living rooms, Scottish pastimes come to roost |
| Love’s labor’s stain a linen sheet |
| The ghostly body who makes his bed beside you |
| Is slowly losing teeth |
| The boy needs sunlight and the shock of modesty |
| He needs to get some sleep |
| It’s not the answer; |
| sticking plaster on a shattered bone |
| What do you need, what do you need from me |
| It’s not the answer; |
| treatin' cancer like a cold |
| What do you need, what do you need from me? |
| After months of grieving, fuck the grief I’m leaving |
| Will you leave with me? |
| The blood loss, the towering cost |
| Mouth to mouth, tongue to tongue |
| The lick brings warm metallic taste |
| I can’t correct myself, convince you |
| That there’s no one else in volumes of new muse |
| If you want a safe, you don’t want me |
| It’s not the answer; |
| sticking plaster on a shattered bone |
| What do you need, what do you need from me? |
| It’s not the answer; |
| treatin' cancer like a cold |
| What do you need, what do you need from me? |
| It’s not the answer, I’m just begging to be told |
| What do you need, what do you need from me |
| If I had the answer, write a book of what I know |
| What do you need, what do you need from me? |