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Singing Knives
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Singing Knives è stato pubblicato il 11 ottobre 2016 da Willi Carlisle come parte dell'album Too Nice to Mean Much - EP
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Data di uscita11 ottobre 2016
EtichettaWilli Carlisle
LanguageEnglish
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia
BPM154

Video musicale

Video musicale

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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Willi Carlisle Goehring
Willi Carlisle Goehring
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Willi Carlisle Goehring
Willi Carlisle Goehring
Songwriter

Testi

To live without love is a knife in every direction
And when you touched me that night I saw lights and cold steel reflection
Tell me: what's the point of livin' and feelin' so loveless?
Nothin' helps me do a thing now, darlin', I think I'm hopeless
'Cause I worked at the foundry for six months
And I dated your friends, they're all dumb punks
And the flowers in bloom and your cheap perfume
I thought it was too nice to mean much
Well with Jack or Jim, or me or him, you used to spike your iced-tea
I used to show up late and stoned, just prayin' you'd forgive me
And I clean up alright, though it's not like you'd ever notice
Nothin' helps me hold a job down, darlin', I think I broke this
'Cause I don't care to work on a Sunday
I drug gravel for miles 'cross some site
Don't tell me some loves take a backroad to town
You know I like to drive all night
Well a poor boy findin' you was like buyin' a lottery ticket
And when you said I couldn't hold you I told you we oughta forget it
And I don't care to be happy, just don't wanna let you down
I swear I don't give a shit, no I spit when I pass your home town
'Cause I'da waltzed at your sister's wedding
I'da shook your father's right hand
But a few scented candles and pictures on mantles
They don't fix an angry young man
And it cuts to the bone, there's a stone in my throat just to sing it
But I carved out a home of my own with no one's forgiveness
When I close my eyes, I don't try, but I still see you naked
And that wound was so raw that I thought that we could still make it
Written by: Willi Carlisle Goehring
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