I'll be in my grave
Like my mother's father's father
'Cause I've been drinking wine
Just like my father's father
I'm not from the world you thought you knew, no
I'm not the one you know
You're not from the world I thought I knew, no
You're not the one I know
So don't let this come
Between what we might find
You've got blood on your skins, and it's not mine
And here I am, complaining about whiskey and wine
And I'll drive so fast, and it kills me
'Cause I've been singing hard
For diamonds over glory
I don't think about the words I say, but
Now that I'm here in the car
I can't help but think I'm just so wrong
But I know I'm not on my own
So don't let this come
Between what we might find
You've got blood on your skins, and it's not mine
And here I am, complaining about whiskey and wine
So don't let this come
Between what we might find
You've got blood on your skins, and it's not mine
And here I am, complaining about whiskey and wine
I know you've lost, a heart; stopped
Tell me, what did it say?
I know you've lost, a brain drop
To be honest, I'm not sure the things it said
Could keep you all warm in your bed
Could put you to sleep in your bed
So don't let this come
Between what we might find
You've got blood on your skins, and it's not mine
And here I am, complaining about whiskey and wine
So don't let this come
Between what we might find
You've got blood on your skins, and it's not mine
And here I am, complaining about whiskey and wine
Writer(s): Kristoffer Hedley Platt, Daniel Morgan Ball, Jamie Ivan Neish, Daniel Graeme Morton
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