Glocca Morra Dead Kids
when i was a kid, i can do it alone. i can ruin it well
and say i'm doing it well. the light and the storm,
creeping out on the floor. i can see it in you, i can
feel it in me. the nerve to go and call a house a home.
so do the man a favor and get gone. i know the land is
ready now to die. can we go back to the lighthouse? can
we go back to the garden? can we go back to the
lighthouse? can we go back to the lighthouse? can we go
back to the lighthouse? can we go back tonight, in
memory, of all the things that we one were. and as the
diamond cuts in half like i do, i do it too. oh, i know
where you f..cking go when you need to be alone. and i can
say i called it quits, but i nearly followed you home.
oh, the brazen way, we go we go we go. and how the
monsters on the rise have slowly gotten better better
better better better better better i'm not getting better
better better better better better we can make this go
away go away go away go away go away go away whats the
f..cking battle on battle on battle on battle on babylon
babylon babylon. we can sway with all dead kids and hold
their arms and laugh like this. i laugh like this. i
laugh like this. i laugh like this. i laugh like this.
can we go back to the lighthouse?
