Colly Strings

Colly Strings - Manchester Orchestra

Take a leaf of paper and draw your mind,

Your bourbon brown that can burn my eyes,

I lost your presence underneath the bridge

Lock the door, let's talk it out,

Against the wall, hands on my mouth,

Could this be it, is it really over now?

You wore a pink t-shirt and khaki pants,

You played your songs and danced your dance,

I unwrapped your presents underneath your feet

Nine to eleven you're getting weak,

The tile is cold, I can barely speak,

And I think she's gone, but I'll be sure for safety's keeping

If you say no, then no it will be,

I'll stick it at our skin, pierced with colly strings,

Just play it cool yeah, and try avoid being seen

I'll stick it at our skin, pierced for nothing

Well yeah I saw inside the mirror and your smoking gun,

Along in the sign, the hours, the subscribing one by one,

And I fell so fast in Sufat's bedroom,

You said you saw it coming but you didn't see nothing,

Your eyes are on the living room your eyes are on the closet,

Don't worry about, don't worry about anything

A pity invitation to an akward house,

For pseudo-boy who would rather wear a blouse,

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