/

lyrics

buddy you’re a weapon cuttin into my life
im fuckin up on a metronome
count me out if you’d like
more comfortable in your bed
my pillow smells like your head
you could kiss me here instead
you could kiss me here and i’d let you live your life

i’ve been makin arrangements
to fit you under my skin
i’m in the dark of the basement
counting all of my sins
can’t get up out of your grasp
if you wanna know just ask
i’ve been having dreams i’m a cat
i’ve been having dreams i’m in heaven screamin

"hallelujah, by the grace of god, i’ll fuck it all up"

buddy you’re a power tool
drillin holes in my brain
i don’t care if you photograph
just keep me out of the frame
and i’m fallin out cause i can
you’re drawing all on my hands
I know i look like my dad
I know I look like I’m learning but I’m not

credits

from Buddy b​/​w I kneaux, released March 28, 2016

tags

license

all rights reserved

about

fawning Grand Rapids, Michigan

a collective, existing to release music and art

contact / help

Contact fawning

Streaming and
Download help

Shipping and returns