Paroles Summer Cutting Kale de The Pica Beats

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Textes et Paroles de Summer Cutting Kale



where'd you get that manner
of speaking out the side of your mouth, of your mouth, of your mouth
where you get that laugh it cuts me right in half and every time I get stung get it out
but I'll wait to see that you're not some secret police I'll wait to tell that your'e not some faux Bakelite
and how long will your bangs hang down
till you at last cut the curls from your crown and every lock that will drop to the floor
it's not your face, it's your voice I adore
where'd you get that poise despite all the noise, it'll rest on my hand like falling rocks
got a recent fool and he'll always follow you
he goes down on the bed and on the cot
and on our breath will brawl like some ancient scroll that is all
and our breath will brawl like some birch bark trees in the fall
how long will your hands stay cold even as they move to protect every fold
as it spreads to the corners of the room
you'll wake up strong for a long afternoon
gotta reach her with the green and gold that's been sold down
gotta reach her with the green and gold that's been sold down river...

what you'd get per soul I had slept, you had stole, did they pay what you hoped they would pay
was it bits of fun posing as a lung, as the rest of the swan suffocates
I'll piss and moan til the unpaved roads guide you home
I'll split in two til you're wound so tight in sweater's silk
how failed was that verse that never nailed
the overcast and the summer cutting kale
at first sign of a drought and coming rain
we'll flow with rivers on our raft of sugarcane

where'd you get that manner
of speaking out the side of your mouth, of your mouth, of your mouth
where you get that laugh it cuts me right in half and every time I get stung get it out
but I'll wait to see that you're not some secret police I'll wait to tell that your'e not some faux Bakelite
and how long will your bangs hang down
till you at last cut the curls from your crown and every lock that will drop to the floor
it's not your face, it's your voice I adore

gotta reach her with the green and gold that's been sold down
gotta reach her with the green and gold that's been sold down river...

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