Fine Fabric (for Our Flag Means Death) (feat. Rae Hazell-Edwards)

They say I'm rough round the edges
Lemon wedges for eyes
That my true calling is despise
They see my black leather
Nothing better for guys
Sailing black flags
Stick out like a high rise

And you saw me coming didn't you
You saw me coming
I was unprepared for what you dared

When it's a high panic kind of day
Your fine fabric makes me stay
Til the morning
When it's a high panic kind of day
Your fine fabric makes me stay
Til the morning

You find me lost in the night
In the light of the moon
So bright white she was almost blue
I hold my past in my palm
But the calm you exude
Makes me strip down
Til I'm born anew

And you saw me coming didn't you
You saw me coming
I was unprepared for what we shared

When it's a high panic kind of day
Your fine fabric makes me stay
Til the morning
When it's a high panic kind of day
Your fine fabric makes me stay
Til the morning

One look at your picture
And I'm richer than kings
Remembering how well you said
I wear fine things

I can stare at the horizon
But my eyes are on you
I'll wait all night for the return
Of that white moon

And I'll see you coming won't I
I'll see you coming
And I'll be prepared
Cause I know you cared

When it's a high panic kind of day
Your fine fabric makes me stay
Til the morning
When it's a high panic kind of day
Your fine fabric makes me stay
Til the morning



Credits
Writer(s): Erica Martin
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