The Glint
My urge it is held by a rope
A noose 'round Sorrel's back
I stagger in the stall
And my patience it is running thin
And my decorated chest
Gets ready for the fall
Gets ready for the spin
So come on in and bail me out
Tear apart the twine
With the attraction of approach
No repentance must be done
We are all unfit to plead
The careless, reckless kind
And the always claiming breed
If all else fails
At least I tried
I did my best
Took arms against
And I did not rest
On the comfort of despite
And fuck the conman
Hurry up and
See me servicing the glint
And if all else ends
Well, then she begins
She starts to rain
Down on me and my dry land
Where the soil, it wears her scent
And hail the conman
You fire off and
See me serving you a hint
So tell me please, how does it feel, to be so alone?
I guess you don't know, 'cause you've never been
So tell me please, how does it feel to be so sure?
I guess I don't know, 'cause I've never been.
My duty, oh dear, it came to an end
I shovel me a hole
And I vanish in the lands
Where no shoreline distracts the fool
The fool who made a mess
The fool who came too late
No, repentance can't be done
We are all untied to plead
The careless, reckless kind
And the always claiming breed
If all else fails
At least I tried
I did my best
Took arms against
And I did not rest
On the comfort of despise
And fuck the conman
Hurry up and
see me servicing the glint
And if all else ends
Then she begins
She starts to rain
Down on | me and my dry land
Where the soil wears her scent
And hail the conman
You fire off and
You see me serving you a hint
So tell me please, how does it feel, to be so alone?
I guess you don't know, 'cause you have never been.
So tell me please, how does it feel to be so sure?
I guess I don't know, 'cause I've never been.
And what is love in the end?
It's just a broken heart!
It's just a broken me!
A noose 'round Sorrel's back
I stagger in the stall
And my patience it is running thin
And my decorated chest
Gets ready for the fall
Gets ready for the spin
So come on in and bail me out
Tear apart the twine
With the attraction of approach
No repentance must be done
We are all unfit to plead
The careless, reckless kind
And the always claiming breed
If all else fails
At least I tried
I did my best
Took arms against
And I did not rest
On the comfort of despite
And fuck the conman
Hurry up and
See me servicing the glint
And if all else ends
Well, then she begins
She starts to rain
Down on me and my dry land
Where the soil, it wears her scent
And hail the conman
You fire off and
See me serving you a hint
So tell me please, how does it feel, to be so alone?
I guess you don't know, 'cause you've never been
So tell me please, how does it feel to be so sure?
I guess I don't know, 'cause I've never been.
My duty, oh dear, it came to an end
I shovel me a hole
And I vanish in the lands
Where no shoreline distracts the fool
The fool who made a mess
The fool who came too late
No, repentance can't be done
We are all untied to plead
The careless, reckless kind
And the always claiming breed
If all else fails
At least I tried
I did my best
Took arms against
And I did not rest
On the comfort of despise
And fuck the conman
Hurry up and
see me servicing the glint
And if all else ends
Then she begins
She starts to rain
Down on | me and my dry land
Where the soil wears her scent
And hail the conman
You fire off and
You see me serving you a hint
So tell me please, how does it feel, to be so alone?
I guess you don't know, 'cause you have never been.
So tell me please, how does it feel to be so sure?
I guess I don't know, 'cause I've never been.
And what is love in the end?
It's just a broken heart!
It's just a broken me!
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