Big Sleeping Nowhere Songtext
von Kye Alfred Hillig
Big Sleeping Nowhere Songtext
Drinking all night
Man, you can′t even remember when you got home
The bathroom mirror shattered when the opera singer sang
You kiss like a butcher (That's not a complaint)
You′ve got a claw for a hand and a sensitive way
I've been building a burning home
'Cause you′re sixteen and then you′re forty-two
You've got a family now and they look after you
Somehow you learn to turn the page
You′ve got a cast to sign and a heart to pursue
You keep the carpets clean inside the waiting room
Oh, the sick and thickened mange
It finds a way
Sat on the 6-speed too broke to go home
Blacker than water I drank and I drove
Yet somehow the flowers grow
Oh, I've got a big hand
I break a big piece
Just ′cause I call your name don't mean you′re coming with me
But it's "fortune that favors the bold"
'Cause you′re sixteen and then you′re forty-two
You've got a family now and they look after you
Somehow you learn to turn the page
You′ve got a cast to sign and a heart to pursue
You keep the carpets clean inside the waiting room
Oh, the sick and thickened mange
It finds a way
Man, you can′t even remember when you got home
The bathroom mirror shattered when the opera singer sang
You kiss like a butcher (That's not a complaint)
You′ve got a claw for a hand and a sensitive way
I've been building a burning home
'Cause you′re sixteen and then you′re forty-two
You've got a family now and they look after you
Somehow you learn to turn the page
You′ve got a cast to sign and a heart to pursue
You keep the carpets clean inside the waiting room
Oh, the sick and thickened mange
It finds a way
Sat on the 6-speed too broke to go home
Blacker than water I drank and I drove
Yet somehow the flowers grow
Oh, I've got a big hand
I break a big piece
Just ′cause I call your name don't mean you′re coming with me
But it's "fortune that favors the bold"
'Cause you′re sixteen and then you′re forty-two
You've got a family now and they look after you
Somehow you learn to turn the page
You′ve got a cast to sign and a heart to pursue
You keep the carpets clean inside the waiting room
Oh, the sick and thickened mange
It finds a way
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