Album: Top Button, Bottom Shelf
Trace back a breeze to the weather’s dripping
Here in this city I could sleep in my clothes
I’ve walls between my friends and a bottle of Williams
The past is well behind me I got good at letting go
I’ve burned so many bridges I can barely count
Moving forward with a liar’s mouth
I’m getting back what was due to me You never smile and you’ll never be alright
I hope your searching while I found some spite
I’m better now that we don’t speak
I lost my limbs to the weather’s dripping
I lost my limbs to the weather’s dripping
I lost my limbs to the weather’s dripping
I lost my limbs to the weather’s dripping