Bloody Nose

Count your bones one by one
Lie awake at night
Underground, boxed and glum
Left you there for rot
All my fears are overgrown
Will someone burn this grove?

Those August nights, they burn hot as hell
And you wake up sweating dreams
It casts a spell
It casts a spell

Welcome home! It's been a while
Do you miss your head?
With your tattered clothes and your bloody nose?
Aren't you glad to be rid of the smell? Not at all?
Not at all

I'll miss the fog through headlight wash
And bed and breath and touch
But I'll brave it out
Yeah, I'll brave it out
There's no use getting down



Credits
Writer(s): Jack Conte
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