Battles
Be the night tossed and tired
And save the best after
Seven beds I've found
I'm happy where I am right now
Bustin all the countries when you know you shouldn't not be
Breaking taillights from the windows that you bought for me
You know you never should have bought for me, should've bought for me, never should
Have bought for me
When I was taking pictures of the ditches fact or life but not fictitious
Two feet deep not finished but still there for me
Yeh, waiting down there for me, down there for me, waiting down there for me
Be content to wait there for me
Slip away to blissful peace
Suck me in so close that you'll see
Your future and how it's always happy
You know the reason I went for a lesson
Turns out I'm not that persistent
I keep plugging tired and along for me
But I was staring at your mouth
When your eyes were going south
Don't even pretend you were there to save a thousand trees
You know the bits and pieces of the season
Kill the king it is not treason
Get a thousand years but a martyr be
Yeh, yeh a martyr be, a martyr be
Be content to wait there for me
Slip away to blissful peace
Suck me in so close that you'll see
Your future and how it's always happy
You know you can't just back out, you can't back out
And save the best after
Seven beds I've found
I'm happy where I am right now
Bustin all the countries when you know you shouldn't not be
Breaking taillights from the windows that you bought for me
You know you never should have bought for me, should've bought for me, never should
Have bought for me
When I was taking pictures of the ditches fact or life but not fictitious
Two feet deep not finished but still there for me
Yeh, waiting down there for me, down there for me, waiting down there for me
Be content to wait there for me
Slip away to blissful peace
Suck me in so close that you'll see
Your future and how it's always happy
You know the reason I went for a lesson
Turns out I'm not that persistent
I keep plugging tired and along for me
But I was staring at your mouth
When your eyes were going south
Don't even pretend you were there to save a thousand trees
You know the bits and pieces of the season
Kill the king it is not treason
Get a thousand years but a martyr be
Yeh, yeh a martyr be, a martyr be
Be content to wait there for me
Slip away to blissful peace
Suck me in so close that you'll see
Your future and how it's always happy
You know you can't just back out, you can't back out
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Writer(s): Alan Mcivor
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