john t - cherry wine - live lyrics
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her eyes and words are so icy
oh but she burns
like rum on the fire
hot and fast and angry as she can be
i walk my days on a wire
it looks ugly, but it’s clean
oh momma, don’t fuss over me
the way she tells me i’m hers and she is mine
open hand or closed fist would be fine
the blood is rare and sweet as cherry wine
calls of guilty thrown at me
all while she stains
the sheets of some other
thrown at me so powerfully
just like she throws with the arm of her brother
but i want it
it’s a crime
that she’s not around most of the time
the way she shows me i’m hers and she is mine
open hand or closed fist would be fine
blood is rare and sweet as cherry wine
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