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Metric - Raw Sugar Lyrics



Metric - Raw Sugar Lyrics




Sort of wonder why
No one said a word
Don't you like it on the sly
Don't you like it 'till it hurts
Have I been on your mind
What's a voice without a song
Something in your head
You've been fighting all the long

I don't want to say it
The news is not so good
We'll never get away
And even if we could
We'd just play the tambourine
Around an open flame
Oversleep and burn
To be back in the game

'Cause summer never comes
Nowhere near high noon
And winter never comes
Nor the harvest moon

Raw sugar
I don't want to die
Living in a high rise grave
My baby come home
Same black day
High rise grave

Raw sugar
I don't want to die
Living in a high rise grave
My baby come home
Same black day
High rise grave

No I'm not complaining
Yes it could be worse
Ferment on the wish bone
Match the lips to the purse
Neighborhood's a runway
Fry the ass and thighs
Dirty diamond dealers
Pushed behind the ire's

And summer never comes
Nowhere near high noon
And winter never comes
Nor the harvest moon

Raw sugar
I don't want to die
Living in a high rise grave
My baby come home
Same black day
High rise grave

Raw sugar
I don't want to die
Living in a high rise grave
My baby come home
Same black day
High rise grave

Still I wear the red dress
Paint my toes and twirl
Take it back to old times
Back when I was still a girl
'Cause now I'm all baboon boys
Cootchie cootchie coo
Sort of wonder why
I missed a kiss for you

'Cause summer never comes
Same black day
High rise grave
Winter never comes
Summer never comes
Summer never comes
Summer never comes
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Sort of wonder why
No one said a word
Don't you like it on the sly
Don't you like it 'till it hurts
Have I been on your mind
What's a voice without a song
Something in your head
You've been fighting all the long

I don't want to say it
The news is not so good
We'll never get away
And even if we could
We'd just play the tambourine
Around an open flame
Oversleep and burn
To be back in the game

'Cause summer never comes
Nowhere near high noon
And winter never comes
Nor the harvest moon

Raw sugar
I don't want to die
Living in a high rise grave
My baby come home
Same black day
High rise grave

Raw sugar
I don't want to die
Living in a high rise grave
My baby come home
Same black day
High rise grave

No I'm not complaining
Yes it could be worse
Ferment on the wish bone
Match the lips to the purse
Neighborhood's a runway
Fry the ass and thighs
Dirty diamond dealers
Pushed behind the ire's

And summer never comes
Nowhere near high noon
And winter never comes
Nor the harvest moon

Raw sugar
I don't want to die
Living in a high rise grave
My baby come home
Same black day
High rise grave

Raw sugar
I don't want to die
Living in a high rise grave
My baby come home
Same black day
High rise grave

Still I wear the red dress
Paint my toes and twirl
Take it back to old times
Back when I was still a girl
'Cause now I'm all baboon boys
Cootchie cootchie coo
Sort of wonder why
I missed a kiss for you

'Cause summer never comes
Same black day
High rise grave
Winter never comes
Summer never comes
Summer never comes
Summer never comes
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Writer: EMILY HAINES, JAMES SHAW
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