I believe in clean breaks, I keep the old troubles
Fever Dreams
Can only haunt you
'Til the fever breaks
They can only
Slip out the back before those
Handlers get to tight on
Don't act like you've been silent.
I know how you spread
How can you ask for forgiveness,
So now you think that
Why do you speak with that accent now?
Everyone knows you're
You'll be leavin’ for the winter
but I'll concede that it’s
Taste
I love the taste
I need its warm rush
Rush
I need the
If you knew, what I know, would you try,
Before your
Lay my bones,
At the feet of the ministry.
I need the
Would it kill you to breathe easy?
Only 17 miles lay
I've got my eye on top shelf liquor,
With taste
Step on the stage
the lights, the praise,
the curtain calls and
You will wait in the widow's peak.
And while you watch