Biscuit Barrel Songtext
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Biscuit Barrel Songtext
Wrap me up and seal me in
′Cause I don't wanna see
The fallen rubble I′m standing in
It all breaks down to me
Have I dug the hole too deep?
I've dived too low, too low to sleep
I threw you down like a piece of shit
Now I find I stand in it
The one to blame is sitting here
Telling you his awful fears
Telling you his awful fears
Drove to town the other day
I hated myself all the way
I hated myself all the way
All I wanted was a big stone wall
To plough my way through, let's say no more
Don′t worry yourself, I′m not that tough
Couldn't throw out doubt that stuff
I know what I′ve lost
And it's not my mind
It′s my biscuit-barrelled, true and kind
Biscuit-barrelled, true and kind
So wrap me up and seal me in
'Cause I don′t wanna see
I know someone who's close to him
But always down to me
It's the same old problem, same old song
You don′t know what you′ve got until what you've got is gone
I tried to tell you what I was thinking
I don′t even know myself
The one to blame is sitting here
Telling you his awful fears
Telling you his awful fears
I drove to town the other day
I hated myself all the way
I said I hated myself all the way
All the way
All the way
All the way
I know what I've lost
And it′s not my mind
It's my biscuit-barrelled, true and kind
Biscuit-barrelled, true and kind
Kind!
′Cause I don't wanna see
The fallen rubble I′m standing in
It all breaks down to me
Have I dug the hole too deep?
I've dived too low, too low to sleep
I threw you down like a piece of shit
Now I find I stand in it
The one to blame is sitting here
Telling you his awful fears
Telling you his awful fears
Drove to town the other day
I hated myself all the way
I hated myself all the way
All I wanted was a big stone wall
To plough my way through, let's say no more
Don′t worry yourself, I′m not that tough
Couldn't throw out doubt that stuff
I know what I′ve lost
And it's not my mind
It′s my biscuit-barrelled, true and kind
Biscuit-barrelled, true and kind
So wrap me up and seal me in
'Cause I don′t wanna see
I know someone who's close to him
But always down to me
It's the same old problem, same old song
You don′t know what you′ve got until what you've got is gone
I tried to tell you what I was thinking
I don′t even know myself
The one to blame is sitting here
Telling you his awful fears
Telling you his awful fears
I drove to town the other day
I hated myself all the way
I said I hated myself all the way
All the way
All the way
All the way
I know what I've lost
And it′s not my mind
It's my biscuit-barrelled, true and kind
Biscuit-barrelled, true and kind
Kind!
Writer(s): M. Lee, D. Mcqueen, N. Mcqueen Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

