Lyrics to Burnt Lip
Took too long a hit and I burnt my lip
Two hands on the hips ain't boy's business
I'm not ashamed of the games that I play she said
Something's apparent in all subtle ways
Love can exist it's the simplest of tricks
On the doubtful days don't you dare question it
Surround your person with beautiful friends
Around the table we're glorious men
We all wanted sun for the warmth it would bring
Our tattered, expectant thoughts brought on by the principle of Spring
You were a youth you were a supple gown
So tentative, seldom around
I was an impulse like my father's gun
Shooting leaves as they fell to the ground
I've found
I'd rather be widowed than killed by your leave
There's something to be said about drowning things
Ignore your troubles with copious drugs
She said, my other cheek compensates for your love
We all wanted sun for the warmth it would bring
Our tattered, expectant thoughts brought on by the principle of Spring
I'll never get high if I burn both ends
Guess that wanting it all has its consequence
Know I'll be happy with beautiful friends
We're soon to grow into glorious men
Two hands on the hips ain't boy's business
I'm not ashamed of the games that I play she said
Something's apparent in all subtle ways
Love can exist it's the simplest of tricks
On the doubtful days don't you dare question it
Surround your person with beautiful friends
Around the table we're glorious men
We all wanted sun for the warmth it would bring
Our tattered, expectant thoughts brought on by the principle of Spring
You were a youth you were a supple gown
So tentative, seldom around
I was an impulse like my father's gun
Shooting leaves as they fell to the ground
I've found
I'd rather be widowed than killed by your leave
There's something to be said about drowning things
Ignore your troubles with copious drugs
She said, my other cheek compensates for your love
We all wanted sun for the warmth it would bring
Our tattered, expectant thoughts brought on by the principle of Spring
I'll never get high if I burn both ends
Guess that wanting it all has its consequence
Know I'll be happy with beautiful friends
We're soon to grow into glorious men
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