Paroles de A Promise In Your Coat
Fingers bent and broke,like a promise in your coat,
feeding your daughter
like a dog.
Slivers in your side
will help you pull the blinds,
leaving yourself
and all you know.
Southside, and coming close to midnight.
There are still a thousand crimes to pay.
The books we couldn't find,
and the words we couldn't write,
searing through our bodies
like a knife.
The river leads us home,
we'll leave the rest to the unknown,
pocket the nighttime like a coin.
Southside, and coming close to midnight.
There are still a thousand mice to tame.
Leave our bible by the bed,
so you can rest your head,
Living in a dust bowl, and someone needs to fight.
Southside, and coming close to midnight.
There are still a thousand different names.
Southside, coming close to midnight.
and all you know.
Southside, and coming close to midnight.
There are still a thousand crimes to pay.
The books we couldn't find,
and the words we couldn't write,
searing through our bodies
like a knife.
The river leads us home,
we'll leave the rest to the unknown,
pocket the nighttime like a coin.
Southside, and coming close to midnight.
There are still a thousand mice to tame.
Leave our bible by the bed,
so you can rest your head,
Living in a dust bowl, and someone needs to fight.
Southside, and coming close to midnight.
There are still a thousand different names.
Southside, coming close to midnight.
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