Wet Lips
I hopped along 'cause I had nothing to lose
You hopped along 'cause you had too much to choose
It's an industrial train and its going off the rails
We get along 'cause I have nothing to prove
We get along 'cause I have nothing to prove
No crash dummy test is ever really bound to fail
Free markets ain't freedom
This ain't no Garden of Eden
There's always someone left
Who doesn't make it out alive
And I can't shake the feeling
It's all too late for repealing
Airy laughs and heavy sighs
Are the modern world's design
Despite how hard you fucking bite
I could be wrong but I just could be right too
I could be wrong but I just could be right too
A billion calcified hearts sterilely splitting into shale
No form stands up to nature's abuse
No form stands up to nature's abuse
When you learn my point of view
Yr gonna find a storm of hail
So focus on breathing
Focus on how even
If you burn like a cigarette
That doesn't mean you need to touch wet lips
I was raised on believing
But grew up simply seeing
Everything you give today falls back on someone
Someone soft and sweet you haven't met
Idle hands drowning in Vermouth
Idle hands drowning in Vermouth
Idle hands drowning in Vermouth
You hopped along 'cause you had too much to choose
It's an industrial train and its going off the rails
We get along 'cause I have nothing to prove
We get along 'cause I have nothing to prove
No crash dummy test is ever really bound to fail
Free markets ain't freedom
This ain't no Garden of Eden
There's always someone left
Who doesn't make it out alive
And I can't shake the feeling
It's all too late for repealing
Airy laughs and heavy sighs
Are the modern world's design
Despite how hard you fucking bite
I could be wrong but I just could be right too
I could be wrong but I just could be right too
A billion calcified hearts sterilely splitting into shale
No form stands up to nature's abuse
No form stands up to nature's abuse
When you learn my point of view
Yr gonna find a storm of hail
So focus on breathing
Focus on how even
If you burn like a cigarette
That doesn't mean you need to touch wet lips
I was raised on believing
But grew up simply seeing
Everything you give today falls back on someone
Someone soft and sweet you haven't met
Idle hands drowning in Vermouth
Idle hands drowning in Vermouth
Idle hands drowning in Vermouth
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Writer(s): Payton Lee
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