how i learned to keep being afraid and love the inside Songtext
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how i learned to keep being afraid and love the inside Songtext
Seances just need a conman and a little grit
I′m sure something will come from these fingertips
With some godless scripture
To keep these cracked hands steady
When you build me up the way that you do
There's only so many times I fall apart on you
When you build me up the way that you do
A touch of gold for the friends I ignored
Because the walk was too far to get out the door
If I could leave behind some land then I would
A little good to replace what I took
Simply, every tired metaphor between the lines
Means I′m tired of being miserable all the time
Simply, every tired metaphor between the lines
I′m sure something will come from these fingertips
With some godless scripture
To keep these cracked hands steady
When you build me up the way that you do
There's only so many times I fall apart on you
When you build me up the way that you do
A touch of gold for the friends I ignored
Because the walk was too far to get out the door
If I could leave behind some land then I would
A little good to replace what I took
Simply, every tired metaphor between the lines
Means I′m tired of being miserable all the time
Simply, every tired metaphor between the lines
Writer(s): Theo Martin-herbert Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
