Aralık 14, 2019

36 Crazyfists - Bury Me Where I Fall



Come brush away these fists and I will tell you everything
I hope you know how long I'm lacking
So carve my name and take me to the strength under it all
Then bury me where I fall

Push and pull like sex machines, like sex machines
Push and pull like sex machines, like sex machines

Questioning if I should even be here
I won't make that same mistake
And taking to bed all these things that I hate
I will complain, I will complain

A bleeding light has made us all just want to wash away
And best believe I want it blinding
Under it all I black out holes and glorify disguise
Still draining me from all this strife

Push and pull like sex machines, like sex machines
Push and pull like sex machines, like sex machines

Questioning if I should even be here
I won't make that same mistake
And taking to bed all these things that I hate
I will complain, I will complain

Stare at the sun
Staring at the sun...

Questioning if I should even be here
I won't make that same mistake
And taking to bed all these things that I hate
I will complain, I will complain

...Bury me where I fall



Writer(s): Thomas Noonan, Mick Whitney, Steven Holt, Brock Lindow




album: "Bitterness The Star" (2002)

Turns To Ashes
One More Word
An Agreement Called Forever
Eightminutesupsidedown
Slit Wrist Theory
Bury Me Where I Fall
Dislocate
Two Months From A Year
Chalk White
All I Am
Ceramic
Circle Of Drain
Left Hand Charity
Crutch

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