The Wytches
weights and ties
I know it's harder, the length from your shoulder
To your hungry eyes, to your bloated mind
The flower of Juda paints not a picture
But the tasteless life that I abide by
Who love has taken that razor sharp humour
That you used to wear in summer weather
Our labour to gather up strangers who grow bitter
From the weights and ties of love combined with wealth
If you want it, you should just ask for it
When love is now love though all of the broken
blades of grass that stained your school blouse
When you need it, don't feel desperate
We all need it the same as you do
When you need her, don't just grab her
And it's clearer she don't recognise you at all
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- Thunder Lizard’s Reprieve
- Annabel Dream Reader
- Home Recordings
- Thunder Lizard Revisited
- Kitsuné Maison Compilation 15
- Beehive Queen
- Crying Clown
- Into The Torched Twilights Of Mad Men
- Annabel Dram Reader
- Paste Sampler 154
- Burn Out the Bruise
- Wire Frame Mattress
- Beehive Queen/Crying Clown
- Wire Frame Matress
- Gravedweller
- Bad Vibrations Presents: Live At Bad Vibes #1
- Robe For Juda
- Alcopopular 6: Highway to the Velodrome
- Rough Trade Shops - HEAVENLY 25