Casual
Royalties
Of a
Man with damp rags
And little invisible hands
Yeah, a whiskey
Tipple
For you, i
N your veins
I'm dreaming
Of slashing
You
The fox is running,
To bless the hag
And daddy loves you
And your guitar hand
We'll be gone?..
Sailing Ships?..
To Paris Cliffs
Never said?..
Your words of lust would ever touch us, you bloody leeches simply were just stains?..
On your blackened ash heart,
We leaving regardless of tears
Run
Home
We cannot save you now, 2x
You're already lost in mechanical spite
Run
Home
Run
Home
We'll sing with middle fingers
You cannot erase
(erase)
All the things that you've done,
You cannot erase
We're holding your guns.
Here's my fists,
Thank you goodnight,
She's my baby,
She's got the
Prettiest eyes [2x]
Writer(s): James Hunter, Stuart Gordon Hunter, Paul Anthony Jackson, Oliver Mitchell
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