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Songs | Albums | Album Arts
Song: | Brown Hair in a Bird's Nest |
Album: | New Leaves | Genres: | Indie |
Year: | 2009 |
Length: | 270 sec |
Lyrics:
Brown hair in a bird's nest A pile of teeth under a tree The frayed sleeves Of a poorly tailored jacket
Another wasted night Searching for life Digging up graves 'Cause I've got something to say To the dead and buried
You know how my mind, it drifts A small boat lost at sea Callow and rudderless To say the least
I swear On my mother's gravy That I didn't lie to you I was only, as usual, confused
It was wrong of me To curse your family's name And your faith On an answering machine That I knew You didn't know how to use
For how long must I lie awake? For how many long nights Shall I keep digging up graves?
I swear On my mother's gravy That I didn't lie to you I just didn't tell the truth
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