Augustine - Guts - Lyrics, Similar artists

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Artist: Augustine

album: Weeks Above The Earth

Counting ticks from the clock
It's a morning too modest
She's finding parts of my face
Funny looking and anxious
It's a cruel world before the eyes of these posh innocents
I would use her to stay alive if the ground were to bend
And baby pulls her hair for a Vicodin
She falls flat on the bed again
Mutters something about the end
While covering her eyes with both her hands
I on the other hand
I feel fine with the way I am
I awoke to her elegance
I've figured out a way to make amends
♪
"Could you cut open all of my chest
I'm already too restless
Of course I'm feeling depressed
Find a way we could use it"
It's a cruel world before the eyes of these posh innocents
I would use her to stay alive if the ground were to bend
And baby pulls her hair for a Vicodin
She falls flat on the bed again
Mutters something about the end
While covering her eyes with both her hands
I on the other hand
I feel fine with the way I am
I awoke to her elegance
I've figured out a way to make amends
♪
My, my, my
We're pretenders
We're beaming
We're the signs of our time
My, my
Oh, whatever
And baby pulls her hair for a Vicodin
She falls flat on the bed again
Mutters something about the end
While covering her eyes with both her hands
I on the other hand
I feel fine with the way I am
I awoke to her elegance
I've figured out a way to make amends

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