Lyrics
here is change's basement house, here is adventure for seven years, but i never could swallow a sinner's pride, and it filled her face with tears, and every monday morning she spreads her arms across the table, she spreads a mess of living at my feet, but i never could swallow a sinner's pride, and the food she makes me eat, waiting on hayley's doorstep, behind two bloodshot eyes, the stale taste of wasted gunshot, slap back across the sky, waiting on hayley's doorstep, i heard she's coming home, she'll get that pain inside again, and it's me who'll point the bone, and every monday morning she spreads her arms across the table, she spreads a mess of living at my feet, but i never could swallow a sinner's pride, and the food she makes me eat, waiting on hayley's doorstep, behind two bloodshot eyes, the stale taste, the stale taste of wasted gunshot, slap back across the sky, waiting on hayley's doorstep, i heard she's coming home, she'll get, she'll get that pain inside again, and it's me who'll point the bone
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Artist: hunters & collectors