Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Lifetime Sentence, artist - State Champion. Album song Send Flowers, in the genre ИндиDate of issue: 08.11.2018
Record label: Feeding Tube, Sophomore Lounge
Song language: English
Lifetime Sentence |
| A ceiling fan can’t make a man |
| Make a change in plans or give a fuck |
| I think I am the one that you want to see things through with |
| Rebel academics with delirious souls |
| Jeff Foxworthy in a serious role |
| We’re making resumes out of things we’d really rather not screw with |
| Things a ceiling fan ain’t had nuthin' to do with |
| Now the morning dawn is dripping in |
| The morning doves in song again |
| How could I have been so irresponsible with my time |
| Gossip stops at the top of the hill |
| Wage strike at the rumor mill |
| You ask me straight if I will love you, I say that I will try |
| The dawn is terminal with doves now |
| Their song sounds like a cover of mine |
| But it takes a long time for me, babe |
| Just to fake it in the light of day |
| There’s a styrofoam Big Gulp waiting on your gravestone |
| Say it to me kindly |
| You had the face of a whorehouse clock |
| When we learned that the case was a courthouse flop |
| The jury is erased with a swing of a wand |
| Earth ages in a cosmic mirror |
| It all seems like a lifetime sentence ago |
| A ceiling fan can’t make a man |
| Make him whole again or even half |
| I think I walk the path with which you’d like your path to blend |
| Broodmares immaculate defeat |
| Easter bunch at the O.T.B |
| Where you can lead a horse to the finish line but you but cannot make it win |
| The fridge is terminal with save the dates |
| From all my since-divorcee friends |
| The evening dusk is sinking in |
| The evening dust swept up again |
| The air conditioner hums and the doves they sing to the tune |
| Edibles and lipstick |
| Edibles and lipstick |
| Faded popes in an imitation triptych |
| All the thoughts you fit inside one room |
| You’ve unconsigned yourself and not a minute too soon |
| But it takes a long time for you |
| To learn to fake it in the nighttime too |
| There’s a styrofoam Big gulp waiting on your grave |
| You can see it when the light shines through |
| And it takes a long time for the message to break |
| You can feel it inside when the ceiling fan aches |
| The fury is erased with the swing of a wand |
| Earth ages in a cosmic mirror |
| It all seems like a lifetime sentence ago |