Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Me, The Misser, The Late, artist - The Wrens. Album song Silver, in the genre АльтернативаDate of issue: 31.12.1993
Record label: The Bicycle Music Company
Song language: English
Me, The Misser, The Late |
| Entry hundred forty-one me, the misser, the late |
| Miss years to make words of what I’m missing |
| Shame I’m shaking, a loss, a crap |
| Hung by heartwrack in the grasslands me, the pridest, the slack |
| Come through rain through window new approval seas a headrest, a home a peace |
| Having all my needies covered me, the hoper, the hole |
| Family leaver, shit repeater and a rancid grudge-hold |
| Entry hundred forty-one starts back when I dared |
| God knock me down again not a single thing I’ve done meant a scrap |
| Changed the stance of anyone thought by now I’d left the barn |
| But I’m scared the fields, and I’m scared the houses, I’m scared the millers |
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