Refinery Sunsets Songtext
von Keepsake

I wake up on tiles
On Jan. 1 each year
Forgiving the future
It′s already here

Uh huh
Oh yeah

I can't recall when
There was nothing to fear
Their hancocks on missiles
I hate it here


Uh huh
Oh yeah

And my mother stopped eating the day I was born
There are beads on her teeth she can′t eat anymore
She settles and wonders if there could be more
I see her lungs pushing her ribs through the floor

And my dad was a flea on the back of a dog
The hand that fed me was slick with black blood
And refinery sunsets, they look just like home
He is digging our graves through the earth to its core


(My mother stopped eating the day I was born
There are beads on her teeth she can't eat anymore
She settles and wonders if there can be more
Give me more, give me more, give me more, give me more, hey)