Left Hand Tied Songtext
von The Scarring Party
Left Hand Tied Songtext
Press your Cheshire grin
To my blistered lips again
Even a guillotine
Deserves a second chance
To kiss your egg shell throat
And your winter brittle bones
I′ve seen the flock of eyeless hungry birds
Poking through the button holes
Of your second hand wool coat
They sang above your every whispered word
As a boy, I knew wrong from right
As a boy, I was humble, I was shy
I was silent, obedient and kind
Back when my left hand was tied
From the warmth of our wet kiss
Trickled, dripping from my lips
Thinking of it now, I swoon and sway
Like the birches in the thinning wood
Between the wicked and the good
In firefly blood, I've written both our names
As a boy, I knew wrong from right
As a boy, I was humble, I was shy
I was silent, obedient and kind
Back when my left hand was tied
To my blistered lips again
Even a guillotine
Deserves a second chance
To kiss your egg shell throat
And your winter brittle bones
I′ve seen the flock of eyeless hungry birds
Poking through the button holes
Of your second hand wool coat
They sang above your every whispered word
As a boy, I knew wrong from right
As a boy, I was humble, I was shy
I was silent, obedient and kind
Back when my left hand was tied
From the warmth of our wet kiss
Trickled, dripping from my lips
Thinking of it now, I swoon and sway
Like the birches in the thinning wood
Between the wicked and the good
In firefly blood, I've written both our names
As a boy, I knew wrong from right
As a boy, I was humble, I was shy
I was silent, obedient and kind
Back when my left hand was tied
Writer(s): Daniel Bullock Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
