Chris Bathgate Smiles Like A Fist
Say a prayer for the damage day come on
Suit it up to approximate the dawn
Well the street lights now are a company kiss
And they buried your bones within the wet pavement
Cause you smile like a fist
Say a prayer for the damage day come on
Suit it up to approximate the dawn
Well the trees all died where the dropper it hit
And the resin that’s left is now claiming your wrists
Cause you smile like a fist
