Song | The Pecan Tree |
Artist | Deafheaven |
Album | Sunbather |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
Drooling red from my eyes to meet the bitter | |
Sun that shines past into light. Setting fire | |
To curtains in hope that you’re dreaming. | |
Destroying the tomb of memories from your | |
Life. In the room full of family, but couldn’t | |
Find one. In the hallways lit up brightly, | |
But couldn’t find myself. I laid drunk on | |
The concrete on the day of your birth in | |
Celebration of all you were worth. | |
I am my father’s son. | |
I am no one. | |
I cannot love. | |
It’s in my blood. |
Drooling red from my eyes to meet the bitter | |
Sun that shines past into light. Setting fire | |
To curtains in hope that you' re dreaming. | |
Destroying the tomb of memories from your | |
Life. In the room full of family, but couldn' t | |
Find one. In the hallways lit up brightly, | |
But couldn' t find myself. I laid drunk on | |
The concrete on the day of your birth in | |
Celebration of all you were worth. | |
I am my father' s son. | |
I am no one. | |
I cannot love. | |
It' s in my blood. |
Drooling red from my eyes to meet the bitter | |
Sun that shines past into light. Setting fire | |
To curtains in hope that you' re dreaming. | |
Destroying the tomb of memories from your | |
Life. In the room full of family, but couldn' t | |
Find one. In the hallways lit up brightly, | |
But couldn' t find myself. I laid drunk on | |
The concrete on the day of your birth in | |
Celebration of all you were worth. | |
I am my father' s son. | |
I am no one. | |
I cannot love. | |
It' s in my blood. |