She writes poems and ballards
About the things that she hates
Choker boots and a nose ring
I try and relate
She swings round the bar that I live by at quarter past eight
Now we're back in my room
And the senses begin to
Emanate
Collecting rocks
Wears cat socks
And promiscuous tendencies
Removes the rust
And blows the dust
Off the chest that houses me
The ruthless sadness and battles between the sheets
Paracetamol numbing agent
That cures my
Heartbreak disease
If I call by her real name
We'll she cry to me and
Fall into my arms
Not knowing the pain I felt
Pissing out the words on this song
It's so early yet so balanced like
The puddles on the pavement
That I walk on when I'm down
Whyte Robin - Lavender Lyrics
Whyte Robin - Lavender Lyrics
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She writes poems and ballards
About the things that she hates
Choker boots and a nose ring
I try and relate
She swings round the bar that I live by at quarter past eight
Now we're back in my room
And the senses begin to
Emanate
Collecting rocks
Wears cat socks
And promiscuous tendencies
Removes the rust
And blows the dust
Off the chest that houses me
The ruthless sadness and battles between the sheets
Paracetamol numbing agent
That cures my
Heartbreak disease
If I call by her real name
We'll she cry to me and
Fall into my arms
Not knowing the pain I felt
Pissing out the words on this song
It's so early yet so balanced like
The puddles on the pavement
That I walk on when I'm down
About the things that she hates
Choker boots and a nose ring
I try and relate
She swings round the bar that I live by at quarter past eight
Now we're back in my room
And the senses begin to
Emanate
Collecting rocks
Wears cat socks
And promiscuous tendencies
Removes the rust
And blows the dust
Off the chest that houses me
The ruthless sadness and battles between the sheets
Paracetamol numbing agent
That cures my
Heartbreak disease
If I call by her real name
We'll she cry to me and
Fall into my arms
Not knowing the pain I felt
Pissing out the words on this song
It's so early yet so balanced like
The puddles on the pavement
That I walk on when I'm down
Writer: Henry Callender
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