Simple Songtext
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Simple Songtext
The straps on my sack tear into my back
And the sweat pours salt into the wounds
Sun high, mouth dry, pray I better spy water soon
It′s been six whole days since I put you in a grave
And I ain't turning back
From tense to loose to slack
I′ve got six tongues on my back
This whole world's turning black
The law, the fate, the cruel fate, the law
Gotta leave this case, find some saving grace
Before I turn to crack
From tense to loose to slack
I've got six worlds on my back
This whole town′s turning black
The law, the fate, the cruel fate, the law
Gotta leave this case, find some saving grace
Before I turn to crack
From tense to loose to slack
To loose, from tense to loose to slack
And the sweat pours salt into the wounds
Sun high, mouth dry, pray I better spy water soon
It′s been six whole days since I put you in a grave
And I ain't turning back
From tense to loose to slack
I′ve got six tongues on my back
This whole world's turning black
The law, the fate, the cruel fate, the law
Gotta leave this case, find some saving grace
Before I turn to crack
From tense to loose to slack
I've got six worlds on my back
This whole town′s turning black
The law, the fate, the cruel fate, the law
Gotta leave this case, find some saving grace
Before I turn to crack
From tense to loose to slack
To loose, from tense to loose to slack
Writer(s): Matthew Evans, Gwion Rowlands, Sion Glyn Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
