Saber Rattlers Songtext
von The Roseline

All these saber rattling, racist frat boy, cop cucks in control
Frame compassion as the enemy
In my dreams I′m thrashing, teeth are gnashing, dust became of bone
Ain't got faith but we got fealty

Oh my love, you′re sweet as syrup or a radio song
Stuck inside my head however long
Oh my girl, you don't deserve to be belittled at all
Condescended or projected on


We used to make fun of those married couples at each other's throats
Swore we′d never be that miserable
I can feign disgust at greed and lust -- I′m poorly clutching pearls
While my own behavior's terrible

Oh my love, you′re sweet as syrup or a radio song
Stuck inside my head however long
Oh my girl, you don't deserve to be belittled at all
Condescended or projected on

All our roses always bloom again
And lay in contrast to our rotting deck
It′s time I swing a hammer and break a sweat
And take care of our home I did neglect

Every love needs maintenance, oil changes, physicals and blood
Work to diagnose and remedy