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hip hatchet - coward's luck lyrics

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the countertop is cold
like the tree from which it rose
elbows lean against the wood
as kisses and tabs close

darling oh, i guarantee
that my love is valid
and the weight that you’ve been carrying
is nothing short of tragic

i can fill up all my days
with the laziest distractions
the prettiest girls without no names
the vice no different than the shame

and oh i grow cold
as i spread apart my toes
and try to grip the ground
as my shoulders implode

wake up with my gl-sses on
and h-ll to pay again
the walls and windows call me out
and say the floors a friend

my stomach says to eat
but my hearts too weak to cook
this coward’s luck i lean on
has got me feeling like a crook

i’ll sit upon my hands
as i look for love
-ssume that one day all of this
will undoubtedly dissolve

and oh i grow cold
as i spread apart my toes
and try to grip the ground
as my shoulders implode

- hip hatchet lyrics

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