The Owls - I Want The Blindingly Cute To Confide In Me Lyrics
The Owls - I Want The Blindingly Cute To Confide In Me Lyrics
by the boardwalk roller coster, over the shores gray and orange, small town smother your young ones. fed handfuls of wet sand, and tied down with drift litter the seabirds eat their eyes. i carry outside around with me on my back. free as flies and fresh as rust. our days're just injustifiable, and our nights are given only to forgetting. i surrender mouth and pockets, the outside around me. dumb with weather high as noon, kissed and pinned in inri posture, i want to swim with children. i want hair like water. our days're just unjustifiable, and our nights given only to forgetting. our days're just unjustifiable, and our nights given only to forgetting. and each day i know i'll be no good come night. and each day i know i'll be no good come morning. there are secrets and there are secrets, screw drivers tucked under the matress. in an ice chokes river dynamited there are secrets, every knife buried shallow in the park. i want you to show me all the men.
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by the boardwalk roller coster, over the shores gray and orange, small town smother your young ones. fed handfuls of wet sand, and tied down with drift litter the seabirds eat their eyes. i carry outside around with me on my back. free as flies and fresh as rust. our days're just injustifiable, and our nights are given only to forgetting. i surrender mouth and pockets, the outside around me. dumb with weather high as noon, kissed and pinned in inri posture, i want to swim with children. i want hair like water. our days're just unjustifiable, and our nights given only to forgetting. our days're just unjustifiable, and our nights given only to forgetting. and each day i know i'll be no good come night. and each day i know i'll be no good come morning. there are secrets and there are secrets, screw drivers tucked under the matress. in an ice chokes river dynamited there are secrets, every knife buried shallow in the park. i want you to show me all the men.