Epicure
sunlight
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I want to be the sunlight, streaming through your window,
first thing in the morning when you wake.
I want to be the airplane that you hijack,
and then ride into the ground.
I know I'm nothing much to speak of,
I'm broken in so many places,
I don't think even you can fix it.
I don't want to be your drugs; I want to be your rehabilitation,
I want to be the reason for you to wake.
I want you to be the one holding my hand,
when im closing my eyes'
For the last time.
I'm broken in so many places,
I don't even think you can fix it,
and my hopes rest, where your pretty face is'
Here is my heart, be gentle when you are breaking it...
- Album:
- The Motions
- Hypnosis
- Foreplay
- Epicure Selection
- Postcards From A Ghost
- Main Street
- Airmail
- Fold
- The Goodbye Girl
- Self Destruct In 5 - EP
- Live At the East Brunswick Club
- Sick Hearts Parade
- Self Destruct In 5
- Armies Against Me
- Life Sentence
- Acoustic
- Triple J: Hottest 100, Volume 11
- Triple J: Home and Hosed, Volume 1: The First Harvest
- Coastal Chill, Volume 2
- Feet from Under Me