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Goodbye Drink Video (MV)




Performed By: Flecton Big Sky
Language: English
Length: 4:38
Written by: Miche Jetté, Tim Rutili




Flecton Big Sky - Goodbye Drink Lyrics




I'm worried about strokes heart attacks the bright side of dying
I'm out with my limbs I'm listening to Jim
Wondering why I'm crying

When I was a kid I never dreamt of drinking myself brave every night
But here I am in this rut pouring blood on my gut
You know I never knew I wasn't trying

A bottle of wine the wasting of time I'd rather sleep
My back's in a knot I'm packing these thoughts under my knees
Of why muscles twitch and which colors blend

The courtesy and static am I enthusiastic
Just you hold on I'm might be on the mend

I'm passing out smiles to idle horses trained to run courses
"these are the nights!" I wanted to say but they've all passed on

This is my lesson please, please don't you sing along

So stack up the words and stockpile that which hurts
The things you'll need for dreaming when the rivers stop streaming

When the bear wakes from sleeping I'll show you my belongings
The stories from Olders and photographs of suntanned shoulders

I brought breads that melt all over your tongue
Sands from Superior, it's lake Superior apply to your paintings tonight
The Chinese paper suit you fill with your old selves for the fire
You burn and watch like you're attending your own pyre

I feel so small digesting the whole world tonight
I feel so small ingesting your whole words tonight

I thought you brought me yards of sweet silks and furniture
A sleek roman bathtub with Italian made fixtures

Wherein the water could be a mixture of us
We're in the water is a mixture of us

But enough about me let's argue about you
The tango the waltz and the alphabet blues

Let's extrapolate hope, cope, wrestle and fanagle
I'm ready to die if you're ready to age well
I'm ready to die if you're ready to age well
I'm ready to die if you're ready to age well
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I'm worried about strokes heart attacks the bright side of dying
I'm out with my limbs I'm listening to Jim
Wondering why I'm crying

When I was a kid I never dreamt of drinking myself brave every night
But here I am in this rut pouring blood on my gut
You know I never knew I wasn't trying

A bottle of wine the wasting of time I'd rather sleep
My back's in a knot I'm packing these thoughts under my knees
Of why muscles twitch and which colors blend

The courtesy and static am I enthusiastic
Just you hold on I'm might be on the mend

I'm passing out smiles to idle horses trained to run courses
"these are the nights!" I wanted to say but they've all passed on

This is my lesson please, please don't you sing along

So stack up the words and stockpile that which hurts
The things you'll need for dreaming when the rivers stop streaming

When the bear wakes from sleeping I'll show you my belongings
The stories from Olders and photographs of suntanned shoulders

I brought breads that melt all over your tongue
Sands from Superior, it's lake Superior apply to your paintings tonight
The Chinese paper suit you fill with your old selves for the fire
You burn and watch like you're attending your own pyre

I feel so small digesting the whole world tonight
I feel so small ingesting your whole words tonight

I thought you brought me yards of sweet silks and furniture
A sleek roman bathtub with Italian made fixtures

Wherein the water could be a mixture of us
We're in the water is a mixture of us

But enough about me let's argue about you
The tango the waltz and the alphabet blues

Let's extrapolate hope, cope, wrestle and fanagle
I'm ready to die if you're ready to age well
I'm ready to die if you're ready to age well
I'm ready to die if you're ready to age well
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Writer: Miche Jetté, Tim Rutili
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid


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