Tempest
Wishing I could tell you what was really on my mind
Wasn't so sincere as I was wasting breath and daylight
'Cause damn it could I hear the whining siren call of night
I used to go walking, crawling through that tiny door
I would pay to hear the way I used to through the floor
The neighbors, though asleep, I thought might hear me if I screamed
Retribution lacked a certain flavor that I craved
Who spends all their money on a monkey in a cage
Who spends their time thinking about how good girls behave
Wasn't so sincere as I was wasting breath and daylight
'Cause damn it could I hear the whining siren call of night
I used to go walking, crawling through that tiny door
I would pay to hear the way I used to through the floor
The neighbors, though asleep, I thought might hear me if I screamed
Retribution lacked a certain flavor that I craved
Who spends all their money on a monkey in a cage
Who spends their time thinking about how good girls behave
Credits
Writer(s): Emma Jackson, Sam Beliveau, Alan Howard
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