Lyrics Threads - Moon King

Threads

someone there, don’t fall asleep
dreams are bare, under the sheets
the house so cold, it’s meant for you and me
somehow trouble, will find us here
this will not pay for the threads of gold
sleep in the trash while the whistles blow
it’s been a day now, and where’d you go
your houses are burning but you’re out
baiting the darkness
baiting the darkness
here’s a mistake when, the gold dust bowl
cuts you like steak knives, the blood runs cold
your house is on fire, the kids at home
you get so wasted that you’ll go
baiting the darkness
baiting the darkness