Right!
All the old walls turn to rot
While the others tend to bleed a lot.
Scraping down to primer
Tends to keep your mood swings boiling hot.
Ten or twenty times, they said.
Then I won't have ghosts under the bed.
Bring a flashlight, pray for rain and
Watch the iron man burn lead.
Neither dragons nor bandits are perched in the yard...
Hate!
Then you crawl under my skin.
When you clean your shoes, I'll let you in.
Failing left and right just to think you might be won over again.
Under miles of treasured lakes,
Swim a million breaths I failed to take.
I will be relieved to see my grievance crawl and then lose shape.
Neither dragons nor bandits are perched in the yard...
Scout Team - Twin Lakes Lyrics
Scout Team - Twin Lakes Lyrics
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Right!
All the old walls turn to rot
While the others tend to bleed a lot.
Scraping down to primer
Tends to keep your mood swings boiling hot.
Ten or twenty times, they said.
Then I won't have ghosts under the bed.
Bring a flashlight, pray for rain and
Watch the iron man burn lead.
Neither dragons nor bandits are perched in the yard...
Hate!
Then you crawl under my skin.
When you clean your shoes, I'll let you in.
Failing left and right just to think you might be won over again.
Under miles of treasured lakes,
Swim a million breaths I failed to take.
I will be relieved to see my grievance crawl and then lose shape.
Neither dragons nor bandits are perched in the yard...
All the old walls turn to rot
While the others tend to bleed a lot.
Scraping down to primer
Tends to keep your mood swings boiling hot.
Ten or twenty times, they said.
Then I won't have ghosts under the bed.
Bring a flashlight, pray for rain and
Watch the iron man burn lead.
Neither dragons nor bandits are perched in the yard...
Hate!
Then you crawl under my skin.
When you clean your shoes, I'll let you in.
Failing left and right just to think you might be won over again.
Under miles of treasured lakes,
Swim a million breaths I failed to take.
I will be relieved to see my grievance crawl and then lose shape.
Neither dragons nor bandits are perched in the yard...
Writer: John Laing
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